I'm a creative based in the Pacific Northwest. I love writing, making music, drawing, cooking, and basically anything creative! I also love collaborating, so please feel free to reach out to me.
It was bound in sinewy strings and thin, translucent fabric. The cover was a worn black leather — cold to the touch, but otherwise plain and unremarkable. No name, and no postage…just a small black notebook, so small that I may have walked over it a few times before spotting it that day. It rested upon the doormat, like a guest patiently awaiting entry.