I write about video games, music, and whatever personal reflection is haunting me this week. My fiction leans unorthodox—see: emotionally complex characters, weird world-building, and a light fantasy novel in progress. Most days, I survive on daydreams, poor time management, and the hope that one good sentence will justify the existential spiral it took to write it. If you like my work and want to support it, consider donating the price of some Clean Drinking Water . Your tip goes directly toward helping me write more, cry less, and maybe eat something that isn’t instant noodles. Bonus: every donation slightly weakens the hold capitalism has on my creative output. Thank you for being here. You're now part of my swamp lore. Good luck out there.