Nicholas Michael Matiz
September 27, 2025
Call it a bookography (yeah, I made that up). It’s my hit list of releases—past, present, and the madness I’m writing toward.
2024 cracked open with Fading Into Silence.
2025 is stacked: Out of the Closet, Brilliantly Broken, Internal Affairs (poetry), All for Him, Reflections, and more.
2026? Pure chaos—Eros, New Love (poetry), Echoes of Embers (collection), Nightlife, Mind of a Writer.
I’m not just dropping books. I’m building a whole damn archive. Stick around—this is only the beginning.
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Nicholas Michael Matiz
September 26, 2025
I had sat in borrowed corners of LA, homeless at 18, drowning in ADHD, PTSD, depression—Gen Z's signature cocktail. We learned to curate pain before processing it, hashtag trauma before understanding its weight.
We came of age during multiple apocalypses—economic, environmental, political. Promised dreams, delivered nightmares. We perform wellness while dying inside, post self-care while neglecting ourselves.
Writing becomes oxygen in this underwater world. Each word rebels against suffocation. My sensitivity, pathologized by society, becomes my superpower. You cannot write truth without feeling it first.