Chronicles
Early 2010s
My fascination with becoming an author began unexpectedly, watching the television series Castle. I was drawn not just to the mystery, but to the idea of a writer who could be clever, successful, and still a little ridiculous—a reminder that storytelling could be both serious and joyful. From that point on, writing lodged itself quietly in the back of my mind as something I wanted to become.
Past: Where it Began
Late 2010s and Early 2020s
I started writing short stories in high school, though I rarely finished them. I loved ideas, worlds, and moments, but struggled with the discipline and focus required to shape them into something whole. It would take years, and life, to change that. It wasn’t until after my first serious relationship ended that I found the freedom and clarity to sit down and attempt my first novel. It wasn’t good. But it was necessary. Writing, I learned, is a craft before it is an art.
There’s a saying often attributed to speculative fiction writer Samuel R. Delany, “you have to write a million words before you really find your voice.” Whether the number is exact or not, the sentiment proved true. Every false start, abandoned draft, and unfinished story was part of learning how to see what I was actually trying to say.
Present: Where it is Now
Dreamers
Dreamers grew directly from my experience in high school. I have ADHD, and for much of my adolescence I struggled to remain present—zoning out, drifting inward, and losing hours to vivid internal worlds. At its worst, this bordered on what is sometimes described as maladaptive daydreaming. The series draws from that tension: the pull between the life you are living and the life you imagine you could be living, and what happens when those imagined worlds begin to feel more real than the waking one.
Seers
emerged from a different place. My first love was deeply interested in astrology, psychology, and every system that claims to reveal who a person truly is. She knew me for a long time, and eventually it felt as though she could read me—see patterns in me I didn’t fully understand myself. That experience became the seed for a story about perception: about a girl who is told her visions are symptoms, until she discovers others who see exactly what she does.
Though these stories stand on their own, they are connected by shared themes. Perception, identity, hidden systems, and the cost of truly noticing the world. Coenon Chronicles exists as a living record of that exploration: a place for stories, updates, short fiction, and fragments from worlds still unfolding.
PROPHECY
Where the Chronicles are Headed
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