A Season of Becoming: Three Projects, One Heartbeat

Lately, I’ve felt like I’m standing at a threshold—not quite finished, not quite beginning, but pulsing with something sacred and electric. Maybe it’s the moon cycles. Maybe it’s all the notebooks scattered around my bedroom, filled with poems and scenes and ghosts that won’t stop whispering.

This year, I'm working on three soul-stirring projects:

🌘 A YA novel about a Latina teen who finds healing through music, grief, and unexpected phone calls from her estranged father.
🌕 A short story collection that reimagines ghosts—not just the ones that haunt places, but the ones that haunt memory, love, and silence.
🌑 Another poetry collection about the alignment of heart, mind, body, and soul—and how doing so may or may not make you the villain.

These pieces are wildly different, yet they’re all written by the same hands. My hands. The hands of a girl who once refused to speak, and now won’t stop writing.

Over the next few months, I’ll be sharing micro stories, playlists, poems, rituals, and reflections from each project. Think of this blog as a haunted house of creativity—a place where every room glows with something a little weird, a little raw, a little holy.

Thanks for being here. Truly.

✨
With ink-stained fingers,
Taylor Marie