Autofiction Geschichten

A non-linear diary of anomalous self-experience.

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.

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.

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

Locked in a room with no way out, a little girl cries for help.

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

Its a fictional biography of a man who proudly calls himself a womanizer and how he became what he is now today

Enfant, je faisais des cauchemars. Comme beaucoup. Puis quelqu'un est venu les contenir. Une présence immobile. Silencieuse. Ni protectrice, ni hostile. La Terreur rassurante est un récit autofictif onirique sur le sommeil et cette étrange vérité : parfois, la peur elle-même peut devenir un refuge.

That's the thing about this city: you come here thinking you'll be among the rich and famous, but mostly you run into guys like Steve.

125000 divorces en une année, c'est 125000 drames. Parmi eux, celui d'Abby. A 12 ans, son insouciance s'évanouit soudainement et doit alors dire adieu à son enfance. Ce n'est pas facile de vivre le divorce de ses parents. Le monde perd tout son sens et Abby, elle, perd son sourire. Déjà blessée par ces "histoires d'adultes", elle va apprendre à ses dépens que l'univers des collégiens est souvent cruel.

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

His name in red It's autofiction based on real events but told as literature. It explores neurodivergent love, public humiliation, witchcraft, manifesting and what it means to keep believing in something the world tells you to abandon.

This is a WIP so please be kind. Feedback is welcome! Lyra, a girl of 19 is a thriving student studying Nursing. She finds herself drawn to an old friend, little does she know that he and his family are going to turn her world upside down.

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.

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

The winter holidays came, and I was lying in bed, reflecting on my failures and believing that everyone was achieving something except me. Having read Christmas stories, I was waiting for a miracle to come into my life and pull me out of my sadness. Days passed, but there was no magic. Then suddenly an incident happened that changed everything.

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

Whimsy is a lonely, fantasy-prone girl who often wonders whether she is from another planet. Determined to make a friend, she sets out to study the strange creatures on the playground. Instead of finding friends, she creates enemies!

En autofiktiv fortælling om en ung piges turbulent barndom og opvækst.

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..