Autofiction Histoires

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 year after graduation, a photograph pulls Samuel back into memories he has spent years trying to leave behind. Through dinner parties, conversations, and one final phone call, he retraces a relationship that was never clearly defined but never truly ended either.

A micro Autofiction that explores the fragile intersection of identity, self-worth, and digital performance.

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.

An exploration of existential emptiness and the search for authentic selfhood. "Auctor"(Latin) means "author," "Phany"(from Greek "phainein") refers to "manifestation," (as in "epiphany" or "theophany"). Thus, Auctorphany translates to "the manifestation of the author."

Trapped in the ruins of a dying mall, Virat lights his last cigarette. With each inhale, time bends, pulling him back into the echoes of his past. Regrets, choices, and the weight of unfinished goodbyes unravel in the smoke. As the embers burn low, so does his time. The past is calling-but will it bring closure, or just another ghost to haunt him before the last drag? A story of memories and mistakes, of smoke and silence, of a man and the moments that made him.

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 :)

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.

One installment in a series that I'm writing about what shaped my Father. Thought we grew up just miles apart, he grew up very different than I did. Somehow, through the inanity and lots of silly business, he developed a bold spirit of believing in other people more than they ever thought of believing in themselves. This story is about making a deal with his Father and living up to that deal no matter what. Child Protective Services would not have been amused.

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.

Bah moi je n'ai rien à redire Je ne suis fait que pour relyre

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

The handwriting in the margins is mine. I don't remember writing it. Something has been leaving notes in the hours I can't account for. It knows my routine. It knows where I sit. It's learning me. This is what I've documented so far.

A woman in her fifties reflects on passages of her life, recalling moments that shaped her journey.

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

Let's see how a person who has already faced the end would handle someone as dramatic as Loki. (Well she's a tiny bit dramatic too) Enigma carries a lot of pain and scars from her past life that don't stop her from doing what she wants. She also carries a lot of my own traits and physical looks. This story is a bit personal, especially regarding her past and how she handles the world. Enjoy the chaos. TW: scars, self harm, death, vulnerability, depression, blood Disclaimer: This isn't classic romance nor smut! *This is also my very first story so I hope u enjoy it! I'm pouring my heart and soul into this story to make it the best version it could be <3 Lmk what you think!

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