I’ve traveled to many corners of the world — from the rainforests of Central America to the historic streets of Europe, and across a patchwork of states throughout the U.S. But none of those journeys compare to the vivid, limitless places I’ve explored in my imagination. 

Getting lost in a great book, or eagerly awaiting the next season of a favorite show on Apple TV, has always been one of life’s simplest and most cherished pleasures for me. 

For years, I’ve dreamed up stories — near, far, fantastical, and strange. I remember buying a book on writing, taking detailed notes, and filling the margins with inspiration. And then… I tucked it all away in a drawer, never to be seen again. I’ve bounced ideas off friends, consumed countless hours of writing podcasts and author interviews, and filled my brain with enough dopamine to feel like a writer. 

But I wasn’t writing. 

It’s easy to confuse dreaming with doing. Just like someone who says, “I want to be a pilot,” or “Someday I’ll finish my degree,” I kept saying, “I want to write.” Wanting and doing are very different things. I’ve wanted to tell stories for so long it burned in me — and now, finally, I’m doing it. 

Writing the Book 

As I write this, I’m halfway through the first book in what I hope will become a six-book sci-fi/fantasy series. There’s been a lot of work behind the scenes — from worldbuilding to character development to structuring the broader story arc. I spent a long time mapping things out before I ever began writing. 

Starting was the easy part — I’d done the planning. But the middle? That’s where things got messy, creative, and wonderfully unexpected. 

My original ideas for the middle of the book were soft — more of a sketch than a structure. And now that I’m actually writing, I’ve discovered what so many other authors talk about: the characters start making their own choices. They surprise you. They evolve. Character development is challenging, yes, but deeply satisfying. It’s like dragging yourself to the gym, unsure of what you’re doing — and then leaving sweaty, sore, and proud you showed up. 

Why It Matters 

Will this book be great? Who knows. (Unless you’re Stephen King, Dan Brown, or Lee Child — in which case, congrats on the instant best-seller status.) But I can tell you this: there’s something undeniably powerful about taking a story that’s lived in your head and giving it shape on the page. 

Not for fame. Not for ego. Just to say: This strange, wild idea came to me… and I told it. 

Thanks for Reading 

Thanks for being here and reading my very first blog post. I know there are a million ways to spend your time, and I’m honored you chose to spend a few minutes with me. 

Ambitious and just a little bit crazy, 

— Vince