Tell Me A Story

 Reflection

Lately, I’ve been thinking about how we measure progress. Not the big milestones — book deals, awards, followers — but the quiet ones. 

Like when a scene finally clicks after days of wrestling with it, or when I sit down to write even though I don’t feel like it. 

Those moments don’t make headlines, but they’re the heart of it all. They remind me that persistence is often quieter than passion, and that’s okay. Some days, progress is simply keeping the pen moving — trusting the words will meet me halfway.