The weather in Wales mirrors the struggle in the story.

High Static and Mountain Rain

There’s a specific kind of grey that only exists in the mountains. Today, Mid-Wales is providing the perfect backdrop for the ‘Hate Stage’ of my current project. As the rain hits the glass here, my characters are pulling into a dusty terminal in Pittsburgh, trading an old family van for the cold metal of an aeroplane.

Sometimes the world outside your window just knows what your characters are feeling. Moving from the ‘Welsh Fog’ to the ‘Industrial Static’ today. Tea is brewed. The gears are shifting. Let’s see if we can make the flight on time.

I hope you’re having a good day and always remember you are enough, and you got this <3