Copywriter & Neurodiversity Dadvocate
Founder of Stimmates & Communitees

My high school English teacher once told me: “Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”

It’s a Benjamin Franklin quote. Those words stuck and I’ve been chasing them ever since. Maybe that’s why I became a writer.

Writing to me is a deeply personal form of self-expression and creative therapy—best set to ‘90s hip hop and R&B.

I’m not talking about the conversion ads, SEO metadata, and brand marketing, though there’s a soundtrack for that, too.

I mean the kind of writing that takes the half-formed ideas from your head and turns a tangled inner monologue into something tangible—giving anchored weight to fleeting feelings and wide-open space for emotions to breathe.

And sometimes, heal.

Not just headlines or hashtags, but writing with purpose about things that matter—honest and unafraid.

Human connection.
Personal experiences.

Unlike writing, life doesn’t happen between the lines. The real story unfolds in the margins—somewhere between the structured and the spontaneous, the logical and the lyrical.

And if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that at some point, you have to stop editing and hit publish. There’s no such thing as the perfect moment—only those we embrace.

So whatever’s holding you back—fear, perfection, other people’s opinions—break on through.

Because at the end of the day, all anyone wants is to do something worth writing. Or better yet, worth reading.

So here I am, writing the next chapter—still very much a work in progress. Let’s see where this story goes.