After endless hours of preparation, my mind has fallen into a trap, writing has become the most important aspect of my life—I’ve awakened a creature that feeds on my creations. Even one day without writing to exhaustion angers the beast, closing my eyes only strengthens it, sleeping becomes impossible.
In this fiction blog you’ll find the stories I’ve created to silence it, because working on a novel wasn’t enough. I just hope to find the strength to continue coming up with ideas for the creature whose hunger never rests.
I believe Edgar Allan Poe faced a similar fate. Having to deal with this illness by himself—slave to his craft, forced to work to exhaustion. My only goal is to continue with life, and hope for the inspiration I need to silence the torment.
Please enjoy the fruit of my work. My storytelling has been polished with years of dedication, even before awakening the beast. For now I have to continue imagining the next story to write.
Your visits are enough to support my journey, but I’m always looking for someone to buy me a coffee.
A writer deeply feels that writing is for him the best thing that has happened or could happen, as writing for him is the best possible way to live.
—Mario Vargas Llosa