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The Biology of a Myth: Dragons, Fossils, and the Human Need for Something That Breathes FireCONTINUE READING: The Biology of a Myth: Dragons, Fossils, and the Human Need for Something That Breathes FireThe first dragons were not cute. They did not purr emojis into your DMs or coil politely on YA dust jackets. They arrived as disturbances—fanged weather fronts, teeth set into the grammar of storm—so frightening that the earliest literary convention attached to angels (“be not afraid”) could just as easily have belonged to these other… 
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When the Muse Has Wires: AI Love Poems, Dating-App Cyranos, and the Fate of SincerityCONTINUE READING: When the Muse Has Wires: AI Love Poems, Dating-App Cyranos, and the Fate of SinceritySay you’re in love and the words won’t come. Once upon a time you hired a poet. Petrarch farmed his longing out to the sonnet; courtly troubadours put silk on the tongue of men whose nerves were otherwise rubble. Shakespeare even wrote the instruction manual: Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love—Orlando pinning… 
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The New Pilgrimage: Where the Spiritually Restless Are Going in 2025 (and Why)CONTINUE READING: The New Pilgrimage: Where the Spiritually Restless Are Going in 2025 (and Why)If you squint past the clickbait, you can see it: a quiet migration of the spiritually restless, moving across borders of music festivals, ashram-adjacent retreats, moonlit parties, and plant-medicine sanctuaries. It isn’t a single scene so much as an ecosystem—a mycelial network of gatherings trading in awe, somatic release, and the soft afterglow of being… 
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Neuroplasticity and the Haunted Typewriter EffectSpend enough time writing horror, and you start noticing things. The creak of a floorboard sounds different. The shadow in the hallway seems darker. Maybe it’s just your imagination—or maybe your brain is rewiring itself, training you to see fear everywhere. Horror writers talk about this all the time. They describe becoming hyper-aware of their… 
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The Eternal First Draft NightmareSome writers never actually write their books. They just rewrite the beginning. Over and over, they tweak the first chapter, adjusting the opening lines, restructuring the setup, fine-tuning the tone. They convince themselves they’re making progress, but in reality, they’re stuck in a loop—trapped in the early pages, forever circling the start but never moving… 
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The Typing Ghost ConspiracySometimes, the words don’t feel like they’re coming from you. You sit down to write, expecting the usual struggle, but instead, something else takes over. The sentences spill out faster than you can think. The dialogue sounds like it’s being dictated to you. The story unfolds in ways you never planned, yet it feels inevitable—like… 
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The Lost Idea GraveyardSome ideas don’t survive. You think of them in the shower, scribble them on a napkin, type them into a half-finished document—and then, somehow, they slip through your fingers. You tell yourself you’ll get back to them. You never do. This is how ideas die. Not with rejection or failure, but through neglect, hesitation, or… 
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The Quantum Storyline ParadoxSome stories could go in any direction. You’re writing, following your outline (or your instincts), and then you hit a decision point. A character is standing at a crossroads—do they go left or right? Do they betray their closest ally or stay loyal? Does the plot spiral into catastrophe, or do they find a way… 
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The Unfinished Chapter CurseSome chapters refuse to be written. You sit down, knowing what needs to happen, but the words don’t come. Or worse, they do—but they feel wrong. Stiff. Uninspired. You write a few paragraphs, delete them, try again, delete those too. You tell yourself you just need more time to figure it out. You’ll come back… 
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The Procrastination OuroborosWriters procrastinate for all the usual reasons—laziness, distraction, the quiet lure of social media—but there’s a deeper, stranger form of it that feels even more insidious: the kind that masquerades as productivity. This isn’t the obvious kind of avoidance, the kind where you scroll through your phone instead of opening your draft. It’s the kind… 
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The Dystopian Brainstorm LoopSome writers never stop brainstorming. They generate idea after idea, build intricate worlds, craft detailed character backstories—but never actually write the book. The notes pile up. The outlines become sprawling. The “planning” phase stretches from weeks to months to years. At first, it feels productive. But at some point, the writer realizes they’re stuck in… 
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The Parallel Universe Draft ProblemEvery time you rewrite a book, you create a new version of it. Maybe the protagonist makes a different choice. Maybe the plot unfolds in a different order. Maybe the entire tone of the book shifts, depending on when you’re writing it, what you’re feeling, or who you are at that point in your life…. 
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The Library of Unwritten DreamsSome books never get written. Not because the writer wasn’t talented enough. Not because the idea wasn’t good. But because something—hesitation, time, self-doubt, fear—kept the words from ever making it to the page. And yet, those books don’t disappear. They linger. Half-formed outlines in forgotten notebooks. Scraps of dialogue buried in old files. Concepts that… 
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The Biology of a Myth: Dragons, Fossils, and the Human Need for Something That Breathes FireCONTINUE READING: The Biology of a Myth: Dragons, Fossils, and the Human Need for Something That Breathes FireThe first dragons were not cute. They did not purr emojis into your DMs or coil politely on YA dust jackets. They arrived as disturbances—fanged weather fronts, teeth set into the grammar of storm—so frightening that the earliest literary convention attached to angels (“be not afraid”) could just as easily have belonged to these other… 
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When the Muse Has Wires: AI Love Poems, Dating-App Cyranos, and the Fate of SincerityCONTINUE READING: When the Muse Has Wires: AI Love Poems, Dating-App Cyranos, and the Fate of SinceritySay you’re in love and the words won’t come. Once upon a time you hired a poet. Petrarch farmed his longing out to the sonnet; courtly troubadours put silk on the tongue of men whose nerves were otherwise rubble. Shakespeare even wrote the instruction manual: Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love—Orlando pinning… 
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The New Pilgrimage: Where the Spiritually Restless Are Going in 2025 (and Why)CONTINUE READING: The New Pilgrimage: Where the Spiritually Restless Are Going in 2025 (and Why)If you squint past the clickbait, you can see it: a quiet migration of the spiritually restless, moving across borders of music festivals, ashram-adjacent retreats, moonlit parties, and plant-medicine sanctuaries. It isn’t a single scene so much as an ecosystem—a mycelial network of gatherings trading in awe, somatic release, and the soft afterglow of being…