Digital Tools & Making

How This Story Is Made

This story is written by one person, sitting with notebooks, half-finished drafts, and too many cups of coffee. The bakery, the crossroads, and the people who walk through them come from my own life, questions, and imagination.

I also use digital tools to help bring everything together: for writing, organizing, artwork, and music. This page is here so you know what that means.

Writing the story

The words themselves are drafted and revised by me.

I outline chapters, write the scenes, and decide what is “canon” for this world. Along the way, I use modern writing tools to:

• brainstorm possibilities,

• catch spelling and grammar issues, and

• sort and refine ideas more quickly.

But I choose what to keep, what to throw away, and how the final pages read. If something in the story moves you, confuses you, or bothers you, that is on me, not on the tools I used.

Images, covers, and artwork 

The art you see on this site comes from a mix of:

• my own direction and concepts, and

• digital illustration tools that help turn those ideas into finished images.

Think of these programs as another kind of brush set. I design the scene, adjust and refine it, and approve the final image. As I am able, I also hope to work with other artists to bring more pieces to life in the same world.

Music and chapter soundtracks

Some chapters have their own music. Those tracks are created and shaped using digital music tools and sound libraries.

I choose the mood, tempo, and feel for each piece so it fits the chapter, then shape it until it works as quiet background while you read. You never have to use the music. It is there as an extra layer if it helps you step into the scene.

Why I’m telling you this

I care about honesty and about the trust between storyteller and reader.

Digital tools help me do more than I could alone, especially while I am still in school and building this project on a small budget. But the heart of it is still very human: one person trying to tell a careful story about a small bakery, a crossroads, and the people who gather there.

"Ovens, tools, and lanterns are only shapes. The warmth comes from the hands that use them".
— Crumb