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Wanting Without Shame: Cozy-Gothic, Consent-Forward Vampire Love Story. Beau and the Blood out now!
Make tea. Silence your phone. Read the first chapter with the porch light on, then let the house darken around you. Notice how the rooms respond—not with jump scares, but with a quiet leveling when someone says a true thing out loud. Watch two men ask each other for what they need and hear yes…
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When Shots Echo in Hallowed Halls: CDC Under Fire, Misinformation to Blame
Here’s the hard truth: when misinformation becomes gospel, shooting at disease-fighting institutions becomes protest. When public health is delegitimized by those in power, the weapons stop being metaphorical. At the end of this horror, officers died, scientists feared for their lives, and toddlers cried behind locked doors. And while logos and bullet casings can be…
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Jim Acosta Interviews AI-Generated Shooting Victim, and Journalism Finally Eats Its Own Soul
here’s a point at which “innovative” stops meaning forward-thinking and starts meaning we ran out of shame. We are well past that point. Journalism’s job is to speak to the living, hold the powerful accountable, and honor the dead with accuracy and dignity. This? This is puppeteering the dead for clicks, calling it progress, and…
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Rent Is Due, The Ball Is Tonight, and I’m Out of Clean Socks: Why Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full Exists
Read Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full • Visit my Amazon author page If you’ve ever tried to hold your life together with bus transfers, group chats, and a borrowed suit that smells like ambition—hi. That’s where Cinderfella lives. It’s a Cinderella retelling for the rent-burdened, burnout-bruised, boundary-building crowd: magic that shows up late, refuses to do
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Exclusive Sneak Peek: Chapter 29 of Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full That I’m Very Proud Of
Glass Slippers, Half-Full and Holding If you’ve been here long enough, you know I don’t birth a chapter into the world unless it’s been through at least one rewrite, one panic spiral, and one “maybe I’ll just fake my own death instead” moment. This one? It’s been rewritten five times. Five full passes of ripping
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The Small Town Gayby Chronicles: Surviving, Healing, and Telling the Truth Out Loud
See All My Books Here | Amazon Author Page There’s a certain kind of story you only live if the world tries to erase you from the moment you can speak. And if you survive it, you either bury it so deep it rots you from the inside—or you put it on paper so nobody
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Living With Trauma: Scar Tissue Doesn’t Stretch
People talk about trauma like it’s a one-act play:Something happens, the curtain drops, and then we’re supposed to stand up, brush off the popcorn, and walk into the daylight with “lessons learned.” But the truth is, trauma isn’t a play.It’s a residency.It moves in. Pays no rent. Rearranges your furniture without asking. And when it
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Mayhem’s Leading Lady: Gaga (Again) Sweeps the VMAs with 12 Noms
Lady Gaga didn’t just walk into the 2025 MTV Video Music Awards—she airlifted herself in on a chrome disco ball, shredded the red carpet with diamond-tread platform boots, and took the lead with a record-breaking twelve nominations. She’s not playing the game. She is the game. And this year, the VMAs aren’t even pretending otherwise.
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Fast Food, Faster Judgments, and the Full-Time Hustle of Love
There’s something mildly dystopian and wildly romantic about the fact that Matthew and I have become part-time food couriers in a town where Texas Roadhouse still considers itself haute cuisine. Uber Eats. DoorDash. Roadside therapy with a side of queso. When he got to Abilene, we knew we wanted time together. And we knew we
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I Kissed a Boy, Then Questioned Everything: A Monogamous Gay’s Guide to Reality TV, Respectability, and the Right to Be a Slut
Matthew and I started watching I Kissed A Boy the other night. That’s the sentence. That’s the scandal. The gays finally got their own dating show, and we were ready to indulge—rosé in hand, eyes narrowed, snacks half-forgotten. The premise? Twelve single gay men are paired based on “compatibility,” shipped to a sun-drenched Italian villa,