I write fiction that lives in the spaces between candlelight and shadow—dark academia, gothic undertones, characters who burn too bright and love too deeply.
This log exists as a record of that work: the slow accumulation of words, the milestones reached, the chapters wrestled into existence. It is not a performance but a practice. This is my way of holding myself accountable to the page, and to you as readers.
I work anonymously, at least for now. Not out of mystery for its own sake, but because the work should speak first and for itself. The author follows later, if at all.
On the Aesthetic
The visual language of this site is intentional: dark backgrounds, sensuous, rich accents, and serif typography that echoes old books and candlelit libraries. I wanted a space that felt like the stories I write: intimate, slightly dangerous, and unapologetically romantic.
Think leather-bound journals. Think ink stains on fingers. Think of the particular quality of light, dappled with dust and with the scent of old paper and leather bindings lingering in the air. in a room full of books at midnight.
What to Expect
Updates on writing progress, occasional excerpts when the words allow it, and aesthetic posts that capture the mood of the work—cover concepts, quotes, the visual ephemera of creation.
I don't post on a strict schedule. Writing is not a content machine.
Stay Informed
For those who want to follow more closely, and receive early excerpts, behind- the-scenes notes, and first announcements - the newsletter is the way. No spam. No algorithmic games. Just direct communication with readers who care.