I last worked on this series back in August of 2020, and the finish of this exact storyline may never see the light of day–and I’m just as sad as you are about that. It is a masterpiece (with a few typos 😅)
I really wish there was more to this story. Who knows, maybe I’ll write a similar version and the Ratchet House Series can live on 😊
This was my next “big idea” series that I planned on making huge; I could see it being a popular and possibly best-selling series, but I suppose time got away…
Nonetheless, enjoy this first teasing bit of it.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed rediscovering it 🙂
Category: Life

Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤

02-22-2022
Phantasmagoria: Part 2

A jealous person will always prevent you from seeing the good and beauty in yourself.
A short story fable.
On the Day You Were Born

The day you were born was a sunrise for humanity (even the day you were conceived);
the eve of something great–indeed not even just the eve, but the beginning.
This day is most blessed by God and most sacred to the heavens.
Indeed, it is sacred and precious to me.

This garden will always have been a blessing to me, and now I let it grow and reverently sit in its shade.
for,
to revel in something, but not ruin it, you must be reverent and respectful of the treasure it is to cherish.

And it kills me to remember you shaking your head, after you came to me in tears, and walking out that door to never come knocking again.
…
I still want to grow old with you if you’ll let me. If you’ll help me rebuild these broken pieces of this once-most-beautiful home.
Wish your love had been honest from the start. I wish the “I love you” dripping off your tongue hadn’t been a lie.

Where have we failed at love?