Welcome to the part of my brain that somehow got Wi-Fi.

I write messy rom-coms about competent women being professionally excellent, emotionally avoidant, and then deeply inconvenienced by men with timing, cheekbones, and unresolved history.

Here you'll meet four couples, four disasters:

In progress:
Petra & Viktor: She rebuilt her nervous system; he sat across the table and ruined the warranty.
Charlie & Leo: Museum enemies forced into HR therapy, a joint proposal, and possibly emotional consequences.

Complete:
Bee & Theo: Childhood neighbours, lifelong opposites, now separated only by a courtyard and poor impulse control.
Frederika & Golden Boy: She's armor, ambition, and chaos; he's the man stupid enough to ask her to stay.

I have bipolar type 2, so you'll find authentic pieces of my life in these stories: the beautiful, the messy, the dramatic, and the occasional "is this character growth or should I hydrate?" moment.

Expect workplace chaos, found family, old damage, fresh starts, women trying very hard to be normal, and men making that medically difficult.

Send thoughts, theories, feelings, or your own work. I'd love to be inspired by other people's stories - and hear what mine made you feel.

xx