I'd like to share my latest literary discovery, a writer
on Substack called Tamara. She's a bit of a mystery, as I know nothing else about her other than what I see through her prose: which is actually more than enough.
Before you go any further: Substack is a place to strengthen your attention spans, a lit garden where writers can get away with sharing a piece that might take the reader an entire cup of coffee to consume. I'm enjoying it immensely, as I have found both a swarm of wonderful prose masters and a place to share
my own creative process.
Here are three pieces by Tamara. I dare you to get to the end of one without feeling your soul dance. She writes with a bazooka pointed at your chest.
Flirting with the Future - This piece is how I came upon her, shared by my friend,
Barbara O'Neal, who you may have read before. It hit me hard as I've been pondering the topic a lot lately, finding that balance of creating/manifesting our lives while also letting the great divine do most of the heavy lifting, letting the magnetic draw of the source pull us forward.
Dating Labyrinth - Her words made me fall back in love with my wife all over again, reminding me what it takes to sift through the noise and find your soulmate.
There you go, friends. I'll go back to books next time, I promise, but there was no way I could keep Tamara from you. If I'm being honest, it feels like one of my spirit guides led me to her and is maybe even speaking through her.
Lastly, make sure you're following me on Instagram and TikTok, etc., as I've carved out time to share more about my life in short videos. Yesterday, while discussing my biggest author mistakes of 2025, I read aloud my favorite hate mail of the year. Maybe I'm the one who needs a bazooka--for protection.
I look forward to hearing from you.