Even His Name Felt Like a Placeholder

A male student looks thoughtfully out of the window in a classroom filled with students, while a fantastical scene of a dragon and a castle is visible in the background.

Jon Dough.

Yeah.

Like what they call an unidentified body.


Not exactly the kind of name that inspires confidence.

Or destiny.


It felt temporary.

Like a placeholder.

Like something waiting to be replaced by who he was supposed to become.


Most people grow into their name.


Jon never did.


It just followed him around.

A label.

Not an identity.


And maybe that was the problem.


Because if you donโ€™t know who you areโ€ฆ


Youโ€™re a lot more likely to step into something else.


Continue the journey:

๐Ÿ‘‰ See what happens when heโ€™s given a choice
๐Ÿ‘‰ Step toward something different

Continue Jonโ€™s Story

If this stayed with youโ€ฆ

it doesnโ€™t end here.

This is where the story begins:

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3 responses to “Even His Name Felt Like a Placeholder”

  1. Sounds intriguing! I snatched it up on Kindle unlimited!

    1. Thank you! I felt a lot of joy while writing it. I hope it comes through on the page! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. that picture….well chosen

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