So, I guess I have a blog now…
Welcome. You found my website, which means one of three things happened:
You read my book.
You like dark fiction and moral ambiguity.
You fell into an internet rabbit hole and ended up here (valid).
Either way—hi. I’m glad you’re here.
I figured the first blog post shouldn’t try too hard. No lofty declarations. No “this space will explore…” nonsense. Just a place where I can talk a little about writing, the things that feed it, and whatever I’m currently obsessed with.
So let’s start with the basics.
What I Write (and Why It’s Like That)
I write dark psychological fiction. Southern Gothic flavors. Women who are complicated, morally compromised, and terrible at making healthy choices. Power dynamics. Control. Desire. Justice that isn’t clean or comforting.
If you’ve read All Hungry Gods Wear Red, none of that is surprising. If you haven’t—consider this your warning: I’m not here to give you pretty endings or likable heroes.
I’ve always been more interested in why people cross lines than whether they should. Especially women. Especially when they’re told they’re not supposed to want power, or anger, or hunger.
So… yeah. That shows up on the page.
Fun Facts About Me (Because Blogs Apparently Require These)
I grew up in a small town in East Texas in a big family that never fails to make life interesting—and one hell of a party. A lot of my character inspiration comes from my mom’s Cajun side of the family, who are from southern Louisiana and know exactly how to cook. If you ever find yourself in the Nacogdoches (NACK-uh-doe-chez) area, swing by Crawdaddy’s Boil-N-Go and tell them I sent you.
I hyperfocus like it’s an Olympic sport. I started All Hungry Gods Wear Red on a random Tuesday with a rare couple of free hours, my ADHD meds, and an irresponsible amount of coffee. This is how I end up with three competing drafts of the same storyline at 2 a.m.
I love to travel, but New Orleans is one of my favorite places (obviously). Galveston Island is another—equal parts nostalgia and a deep appreciation for history.
Books I’ve Read Recently (and Ones Living Rent-Free in My Head)
I read constantly, and my taste is… consistent. Dark. Thought-provoking. A little obsessive.
Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil — V. E. Schwab
This one sank its teeth into me. Lush, aching, and intimate in that slow-burn, inevitable way I can’t resist. Told through three interconnected female POVs, it’s heavy with sapphic tension, moral conflict, and obsession—and yes, vampires. Immortality just raises the stakes.Carmilla — Sheridan Le Fanu
Originally handed to me by my sister during my Dracula phase, this book was a revelation. The prose, the atmosphere, and Carmilla herself lodged permanently in my brain. It remains one of my all-time favorites—elegant, predatory, and unapologetically sapphic in a way that still feels dangerous.
What I’m “Working On” (Does Redrafting Count?)
So, am I working on anything at the moment?
Short answer: yes.
Longer answer: I am drafting, redrafting, restructuring, side-eyeing, and emotionally negotiating with my planned next book in the AHGWR Cycle.
I also have plans for other future books. Multiple. Detailed. Color-coded in my head. Do they all exist in a stable, linear timeline? Absolutely not. Do I still hyperfocus and end up with three versions of the same story because I had to see what would happen if I nudged one choice? Unfortunately, yes.
But that’s part of the process. I write by obsession, not spreadsheets. Things get rewritten because they need to align better with the character arcs—probably meaner, and definitely more honest.
Not because I don’t know where I’m going. I do. I just take the scenic route—repeatedly.
Anyway. That’s enough sincerity for one blog post. I’ll be back soon with more thoughts, more drafts, and probably at least one minor existential crisis over a plot point I’ve already rewritten three times.
— AMV
