Notes from the Edge of Wonder

🕯Entry 001: Transmission from Somewhere Between a Thought and a Star

There’s this moment — right before I open a new book — when I feel like an astronaut about to step off the ship.
You’d think I’m exaggerating, but really… what’s the difference between opening a hatch and turning a page? Both promise new worlds. Both might ruin you a little.

I like that risk.

🌠 Entry 002: On Worlds That Feel Too Real

Some worlds are dangerous because they feel too possible.
You start reading The Left Hand of Darkness, and suddenly winter isn’t cold anymore — it’s political. You start Mistborn, and metal becomes a metaphor for hope.

It’s weirdly comforting, though — that even in faraway galaxies or crumbling kingdoms, everyone’s still trying to make sense of being small.

Maybe that’s why I love science fiction and fantasy so much.
They make insignificance feel epic.

💫 Entry 003: The Alien in the Mirror

Sometimes I think we read about aliens because we’re afraid of seeing ourselves.
Sometimes we read about gods because we wish someone was still listening.

But every time I finish a story — the kind that burns instead of ends — I realize we are the aliens. The explorers. The experiment that somehow learned empathy.

We just forget.
Books help us remember.

🪩 Entry 004: Stardust and Coffee Grounds

Real talk: reading about magic while drinking terrible instant coffee at 1:43 a.m. hits differently.

There’s something about the hum of the refrigerator, the faint blue light of my e-reader, and a protagonist realizing they can save the world that makes me want to text everyone I know,
“Hey, you’re part of something cosmic. Don’t waste it.”

I never do.
But I write it here.
That counts.

🕯 Entry 005: Why I’ll Never Stop Reading

Because I like the feeling of smallness.
Because every story — even the quiet ones — expands the universe a little.
Because sometimes the only way to find meaning is to build it from imagination and starlight.

Because when a story ends, it doesn’t really.
It just echoes.

✨ End of Transmission

“The universe is a story still being written — and we’re lucky enough to be its readers.”

🖋 Written by StarMirth ✨
Reader, dreamer, cosmic romantic. Believes science fiction is just philosophy wearing a spacesuit.