I don't remember exactly when it started, only that films fascinated me long before I understood how they were made. I wasn't just watching stories—I was imagining how they were created.

At sixteen, I picked up a guitar and found another way to tell them. I formed an underground band, spent years performing songs I admired, and quietly filled notebooks with songs of my own—never certain anyone else would understand them.

Then life happened. One day, those notebooks disappeared. Along with them went years of lyrics, unfinished ideas, and pieces of the person I was becoming.

For a long time, those stories stayed unwritten.

When I turned forty, I stopped waiting for the perfect moment and started creating again.