–The Spellbinder
Rooted there, in quiet, hidden places,
I craft worlds from glances, ghosts, and growing things.
And I am there, somewhere in the middle: not quite here, not quite there.
But I leave the door slightly ajar.
Welcome to the hush behind the veil.
P.B. Young
What You’re Really Getting Into
You Didn’t Come Here for Me. You Came for Something That’ll Stay With You!
Maybe it’s a line you’ll underline. A story you’ll wish lasted longer. Or the thing you didn’t know you needed tonight.
Whatever it is, you’re here. Let’s find it.
What I Bring to the Table (Besides Trouble):
I write for readers who sense the undercurrents in people, places, and moments. If you crave suspense wrapped in emotion, stories that explore the quiet corners of the heart (and the room)…
Then, welcome.
I’ve spent a lifetime collecting the kind of questions that don’t have easy answers, the ones that sit with you, long after the last page.
So pull up a chair and get lost in something worth finding.
Go and pull up a chair. Let’s get lost in something worth finding.
Not quite stories. Not quite silence.
JOURNALS
SHARED OPINION
From Around The World
Οι λέξεις της είναι σαν μυστικά που δεν ειπώθηκαν ποτέ δυνατά — και όμως, σε κυνηγούν.”
(Her words are like secrets that were never said aloud — and yet, they follow you.)
From Around The World
“Njene priče nisu samo fikcija. One znaju gde te boli.”
(Her stories aren’t just fiction. They know where it hurts.)
From Around The World
Тези истории приличат на сънища, които някой е оставил отворени. Те са нежни, тревожни и дълбоко истински.
(These stories are like dreams that someone has left open. They are tender, disturbing, and deeply real.)
From Around The World
“Ses histoires ne sont pas seulement lues, elles sont ressenties. Comme si chaque mot ouvrait une fissure dans notre monde intérieur.”
(Her stories are not just to read but to feel. As if each word cracks open something inside us.)
What The Characters Say
“At the beginning, I was the side character, but somehow, the story became mine all along.”
The tool in the corner shop
“Finally, someone heard me.”
The plastic bottle in the ocean.
“She opened me, page by page, like I was a secret worth keeping.”
The character succumbed to anguish.
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