Three books. One mission: help lost legends stop spiralling and start waddling toward something real.
No fluff. No gurus. Just brutal honesty, messy growth, and the occasional snack-fueled breakthrough.
The Waddle Forward Trilogy
A chaotic, comforting, and wildly relatable guide to surviving life, one beautifully ridiculous flap at a time
Hold My Ducks
When life hands you too much at once, grab this book, swear loudly, and keep paddling.
What the Duck Am I Doing With My Life?
A brutally honest guide to surviving the messy middle of figuring your sht out.*
Duck Yeah!
A laugh-out-loud guide to building a life that actually fits, flaws and all.
Three Books. Too Many Feelings.
Apparently, I’m Not the Only One Flapping
People Read It. People Cried. Ducks Were Involved.
Turns Out Chaos Is Relatable
“Each book slapped me gently in the face, hugged me, then shoved snacks in my hand. I’ve never felt so seen.”
— Ali R., Brisbane
“Boxa somehow put my brain fog, my panic naps, and my weird hope into words. This trilogy is pure, chaotic magic.”
— Devon T., Toronto
“I came for the laughs. I stayed for the existential unravelling and oddly helpful duck metaphors.”
— Nina M., LA
From the Guy Who Wrote the Damn Thing
This wasn’t born from a marketing plan or a five-year vision board.
It started because I couldn’t move. Couldn’t walk. Couldn’t work. Breathing came with a 10/10 pain rating.
CRPS took everything, my job, my freedom, my ability to do even the simplest things. I was stuck in a body that didn’t feel like mine anymore. The world shrank to a bed, a chair, a blur of painkillers and frustration. Most days, the only thing I could manage was a single, tiny effort, a literal waddle forward.
That’s where this all began. Not in a flash of inspiration, but in the quiet, ugly, painful in-between. I didn’t write because I had something profound to say. I wrote because it was one of the few things I could do. Because I needed to make sense of what the hell was happening.
What came out wasn’t clean or polished. It was messy, raw, and real, kind of like healing. Kind of like life.
The Waddle Forward books grew from those moments. Not as a guide to greatness, but as proof that forward is still forward, no matter how small or weird or broken it looks.
This is what recovery looked like for me.
This is how I found a way to keep moving.
You can read more about my CRPS Story here
Still Wondering If These Ducks Are For You?
Nope. Each book stands on its own. Start wherever you are, burnt-out, overthinking, mid-crisis, or just emotionally snacky. The trilogy flows together, but your life doesn’t have to.
Nah. They’re for anyone who’s tired of pretending to have it all together. Crisis or no crisis, if you’ve ever asked “What the duck am I doing?”, you’re in the right place.
Relatable stories. Tiny mindset shifts. Messy lessons. Stuff no guru wants to admit out loud. Think brutally honest self-help, but funny. And swearing. Definitely swearing.
All books are available in both digital, paperback and hardback formats, so whether you’re a highlighter freak or a Kindle-under-the-blanket rebel, you’re covered.
Absolutely. Ducks don’t care about borders, and neither do I. Books ship worldwide, because chaos is a global condition.
This trilogy feels like a full circle, a beginning, a breakdown, and a rebuild. So for now, yeah… this might be the end of the adult flapping.
But you never know. Some stories are better told in smaller shoes… and with bigger imaginations.
Let’s just say the ducks might have a few more waddle-worthy adventures up their sleeves, even if they’re written for a slightly younger crowd with stickier fingers.