I write because I feel too much-and I have no other choice. A self-proclaimed over-thinker and perpetual dreamer, I try to channel my emotions and unresolved family dynamics into stories that aim to unravel the beautiful mess of human connection.
When I'm not lost in my writing, you'll find me with a cup of coffee in hand, pondering alternate realities where I was not pursuing a "practical" degree (spoiler: they'll make me less depressed). I hope that my work invites readers to step into my world of raw feelings, complex relationships, and occasional existential spirals-because isn't that what life is all about?
Follow my journey as I *attempt* to turn chaos into catharsis, one word at a time.
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Story by Elvida Hartmann
- 1 Published Story
A Name She Once Called Mine
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For years, I dreaded turning eighteen. Eighteen meant meeting her-the woman who gave me life but never fought...
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