Escaping to Other Worlds: Writing Through Uncertainty

Every morning, I sit down at my desk with a quiet determination. I think about my goals: finishing the next chapter, mapping out a new sector of the galaxy, balancing the family finances, and making sure my loved ones are taken care of. Life feels like a juggling act, and sometimes the weight of it all—especially the looming uncertainty of the world we live in—feels heavier than usual.

Lately, I’ve been trying to stay off social media. It’s not that I don’t want to connect with people, but it’s exhausting to see the endless flood of outrage, misinformation, and hopelessness. Every headline is a reminder of the rising tide of global instability. Climate change, the resurgence of authoritarian ideologies, and the unsettling presence of UAPs (unidentified aerial phenomena) create a tapestry of tension that’s hard to ignore.

But as a writer, I have my own way of dealing with this: I escape to the worlds I create.

My paracosm—my personal universe of stories, characters, and maps—has always been my refuge. I know that many readers turn to escapist fiction to forget about their troubles, and I realize now that I’m doing the same thing for myself. When I sit down to draw the trade routes between two star systems or imagine the political tensions between interstellar factions, I’m stepping into a world where I have control, where the chaos can be organized into something meaningful.

The truth is, the worlds I create aren’t perfect. They’re full of conflict, greed, and power struggles. But there’s a difference: I can see the bigger picture. I can understand the motivations of each character, the causes of each war, and the eventual resolutions that bring some sense of closure. In these imagined worlds, the struggle makes sense. On Earth, it often feels like it doesn’t.

I think a lot about why I write. On the surface, it’s to entertain, to craft a story that keeps readers turning the pages. But on a deeper level, I think I write because it’s my way of processing the world. The rise of fascism, the endless pursuit of greed and power, the fragile hope that humanity can find a better path—all of these themes find their way into my stories. Art imitates life, even when the life we’re imitating feels tragic.

And yet, writing these stories gives me hope. Because even in the darkest corners of the universe I’ve created, there’s always a flicker of light. There are characters who choose courage over fear, who fight for something greater than themselves. That’s what keeps me writing, even on the days when it feels like the world is falling apart.

I don’t know what the future holds. I don’t know how much darker things will get before they get better. But I do know that I’ll keep doing my best—writing, creating, and finding a way to navigate the light and shadow of this strange, beautiful, and often heartbreaking life.

If you’ve ever felt the weight of the world on your shoulders, I hope my stories—or any stories—can give you a moment of escape. We all need a place to breathe, even if it is in the stars.