Autofiction storie

Not every love story gets to be one. They were never together. Not officially. Not out loud. But for months, he was the only person she didn't have to explain herself to. He understood before she finished the sentence. He played the right song without being asked. And then he disappeared - the way he always did - and she kept coming back anyway. Always, Almost is a novel about a relationship that existed entirely in the almost - the almost said, the almost stayed, the almost was. The love that never quite becomes one. And why those are sometimes the hardest to leave behind. For anyone who has kept something for longer than they should have.

A non-linear diary of anomalous self-experience.

A young boy has his life changed forever when an unexpected event rocks a community.

20 short poems written in English in 2016, for a PechaKucha performance: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXa3PJwa7og . They were all inspired by my visual artworks. I looked at some of my drawings and paintings, and listened to the voices overflowing my mind in the process, in a dialogue between my drawing self and my writing self. I sing or speak these poems in improv performances that you can listen at https://soundcloud.com/mezzomonte 20 courts poèmes écrits en anglais en 2016 pour une performance PechaKucha: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXa3PJwa7og. Ils ont tous été inspirés par mes travaux visuels. J'ai regardé mes dessins/peintures, et j'ai écouté les voix déborder de mon esprit au cours du processus, dans un dialogue entre mon côté illustrateur et mon côté écrivain. Je chante ou lis ces poèmes lors de performances d'impro, que vous pouvez écouter ici: https://soundcloud.com/mezzomonte

Those who subjugate, hurt them back. Your labor, unpaid. Your rest, irrelevant. Your happiness, administered. Allow them not. Let not one of them escape.

Récit où l'on essaie d'en raconter le moins possible. Tentative d'écriture au long cours. L'idée serait de raconter la vie du narrateur à partir des adresses. Il existe peut-être un jeu de mot avec les adresses à vivre..

" Qui étions nous ?" Une question que je me suis toujours demandé.

Les "bouffées de bonheur" dont certains parents prétendent être envahis à la simple évocation de leur progéniture vous semblent plus que suspectes.

The tale of a slime man, from when he considered himself a human until the day he hopefully regains his sanity.

Hi :) You are falling in a world that is not yours, don't torture your brain if it's meaningless, because maybe that's the whole point. Poetically write autofiction, kind of.

Je n'ai peut-être pas fini mon premier livre, mais il est pressant de vous raconter mon été. Comme d'habitude, j'ai tout fait chier... Mais pas partout.

Meet Den Mum. She is a self-contained arsenal running on calm, a "Hobbit-Elf" with cerulean eyes, and a woman possessing a thread of classic European elegance running staunchly through her bones. She survives on a precise matrix of sugar-free flavored waters, regular Shopee vitamin orders, and a fierce dedication to the Golden Rule Protocol. Having survived a childhood of psychological combat zones and a catastrophic system crash of familial loss, Den Mum has built an unyielding, sovereign fortress of peace. She has zero patience for the "Tedious Baseline" of her peers, corporate ego loops, or the superficial drama of the modern dating pool. Navigating the harried, roaring intersections of Bangkok, teaching a swarthy crew of young piratey ESL students, and running forensic audits on everything from British television satires to the un-kosher logistics of cheeseburgers, Den Mum is finally coming into her own. She's not looking for a corporate compromise. She's tracking a rare, high-fidelity frequency: My Person/Mr. Exemplary-a checkmate matching soul to share the handlebars of life with, if anyone at all. Equal parts dry, deadpan comedy and fiercely poignant emotional stewardship, "How Not to Marry a Welshman (and Other Success Stories) is a deeply unique, slow-burn biographical journey about stepping out of survival mode, healing from the wreckage of the past, and mapping out a multifaceted galaxy of one's own. Moving from high-concept cultural critiques to turning a frantic "fridge-dash" leftovers mess into culinary alchemy, "How Not to Marry a Welshman (and other Success Stories)" is a witty, raw, and fiercely sovereign story of neurodivergent survival, profound healing, and finding/founding a fortress of peace entirely on your own terms.

(Very) short stories about a woman's obsessions.

What if Facebook existed in the 90s?

Follow the story of a boy growing up in the 90s - sharing his daily life, thoughts, and adventures as if he were posting on social media decades before it existed.

From school buses and video games to family moments and strange, unexplainable events, this series blends humour, nostalgia, and a touch of mystery. This is an autofiction - a story inspired by real memories, mixed with imagination.

New episodes updated regularly. I hope you'll enjoy the stories, and I would appreciate it if you could give me feedback, many thanks!

Une histoire, si on peut appeler ça comme ça, d'une personne qui cherche à survivre dans la vie de tous les jours.

In help for those who desire to survive mentally.

HOW TO BE THE TRUTH THEY CAN'T HANDLE A self-help guide (monologue) for when you think you've somehow "disturbed" everyone just by existing. Psst-if you're reading this, you probably have. ~ synopsis: a satirical monologue in the form of: self-help guide. explores and challenges themes of: exclusion, control, discrimination, autismphobia, ableism, and the performative nature of so-called inclusion. diving into uncomfortable truths about power, perception, and belonging, highlighting tactics like last-minute rule changes meant to exclude, weaponization of politeness, gaslighting. confronting issues such as performative allyship, mechanisms of systemic marginalization, particularly related to ableism and neurodivergence. And the quiet power of resistance and self-empowerment. Blends satircal humor, sharp social commentary, raw vulnerability. holding up a mirror to systemic biases, exposing how institutions and individuals manipulate, patronize, and isolate those who don't fit the mold. Through direct address, self-deprecating wit, and theatrical meta-commentary. Piece forces both Protagonist and audience to confront uncomfortable truths. Creatively breaks the fourth wall and uses humor as both a shield and a weapon. Speaks to the universal struggles of navigating societal expectations, personal identity, and the desire for understanding and belonging. Personal yet relatable piece is designed to capture audience attention and hopefully leave them reflecting long after the performance. ~ i've already self-published this stageplay a small while now. putting it here too because this art was created to be shared :)

Not everyone will like what they read here - and that's a relief. This isn't a manual; it's a fistfight with the mirror. A slap of clarity for those stuck in the loop of ready-made quotes pretending that's living. I'm not offering truths wrapped in bows - I'm offering cuts. And if you're not ready to bleed a little, maybe stop right here.

« Mes Elles » est une autofiction dans laquelle je relate avec humour mon quotidien, celui-ci étant conditionné par mes relations particulières avec les femmes. Je n'ai jamais supporté la compagnie des garçons et j'ai toujours vécu entouré de femmes avec lesquelles je partage le fonctionnement émotionnel et avec lesquelles je développe des liens hors normes. Ce roman narre la progression de cette situation rocambolesque jusqu'à la construction d'un certain équilibre dans un contexte extrême.