I think I'd like to say that life has been hard for everyone recently and the state of the world appears bleak. I know I've felt lost and hopeless, angry...
Sometimes I look at my stories and they seem silly and inconsequential to everything else. But then I breathe and I remind myself that art matters so much in times of strife.
All of my fellow artists/writers should take time to remind themselves of this. We have power to bring joy and hope, to give voice, to craft dreams...
I appreciate everyone who has taken time to read my silly stories.
You bring me joy and hope to keep doing the same for you. I believe that things can change. I choose to believe in the goodness of mankind, but I understand that suffering won't end today. So, I'll keep creating worlds and characters that might inspire kindness and courage.
I love you guys.
I hope this finds you well.
And if you were feeling alone, I see you.