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The Algorithm Can Smell Your Authenticity—So Make It Cry

On Brand, Off Script, and Just Vulnerable Enough to Sell Something Let’s be honest: in 2025, “storytelling” has become the avocado toast of branding—everywhere, wildly overpriced, and weaponized by people who swear their morning routine involves a gratitude journal and a $400 candle. But here’s the thing: storytelling still works. Not because audiences are gullible,
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The Soft Launch Isn’t a Phase. It’s a Warning.

Read All My Books on Amazon | The Soft Launch – Available Now Free to Read with Kindle Unlimited Let’s get one thing straight: this isn’t a story about falling in love. It’s about falling into something—messy, curated, emotionally reckless—and realizing too late that you want it to be real. The Soft Launch isn’t sweet.
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Cracks in the Skye: Boeing, Whistleblowers, and the Art of Selective Visibility

It’s comforting to know that in an era of war crimes livestreamed and billionaires cosplaying as messiahs, there’s still a place for the classics: corporate negligence, government complicity, and a plane held together with vibes. Enter Boeing, the Willy Wonka of aviation. Except instead of chocolate rivers, we get panel blowouts at 16,000 feet, and
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Fake It Till You Mean It: When Pretending Feels Like the Truth

📚 See all my books on Amazon🔗 Free on Kindle Unlimited: Fake It Till You Mean It I started writing Fake It Till You Mean It in 2015. Back then, it was lighter. A queer romcom with fake dating, wedding chaos, and just enough sarcasm to keep the feelings at bay. It was fun. Clever.
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Coldplay, Cheating, and Capitalism: The Astronomer Scandal Was Written in the Stars

Let’s set the scene: Gillette Stadium. The lights are low. The band is Coldplay—because of course it is. “A Sky Full of Stars” crescendos like the emotional climax of a mid-2000s rom-com. And right as the chorus hits, the jumbotron zooms in on two people who look like they’ve just discovered physical touch. Only it’s
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Trump’s Legs Are Tired. America is Too.

In news that will shock absolutely no one who’s seen a senior citizen in a golf cart wearing three layers of bronzer and rage, Donald Trump has been diagnosed with chronic venous insufficiency (CVI)—which, to the medically uninitiated, translates roughly to: his veins are tired of the bullshit too.
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Second Term, Second Verse: Dumber, Meaner, Somehow More Orange

Let’s begin this enchanted retread with a little déjà vu: Donald J. Trump, once again sitting in the Oval Office—this time without even pretending to read the Constitution. It’s not a reboot, friends. It’s a bloated sequel nobody asked for, written by Facebook uncles and powered by supply chain rage, Bud Light boycotts, and the
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70 Years of Mousewash: Disneyland’s Diamond-Encrusted Nostalgia Parade Rolls On

Well folks, the House of Mouse has hit the big 7-0. That’s right—Disneyland Resort is celebrating its 70th Anniversary, proving that with enough corporate synergy, artificial joy, and nostalgia-steeped branding, even a theme park can become a religion. And like any good American faith, this one comes with overpriced snacks, emotionally manipulative musicals, and a

