Years later, I turned those scribbles into full-fledged books — stories where teenagers outsmart monsters, find hidden strengths, and stumble into worlds they never knew existed. I write for the kind of reader I was (and still am): curious, imaginative, and a little obsessed with “what if?”
When I’m not writing, you’ll probably find me wandering through second-hand bookstores, collecting strange facts, or hoarding notebooks I’ll pretend are for “ideas” but mostly just doodle in.
I’m so glad you’re here. I hope these stories make you feel brave, seen, and maybe even a little magical.
I’ve always believed that stories find us before we know how to write them. When I was a kid, I used to fill the margins of my school notebooks with dragons, secret tunnels, and shadowy figures lurking behind trees. While everyone else was doing math, I was designing magical doorways under staircases.
Known for her sharp pen and her ability to tear genres to pieces to extract their core, Desi turns every word into a portal to worlds that no one suspected exist. Author of journalistic texts, fragments of impossible worlds, and the infamous column LitPorno – an erudite diary of the writer’s life, mired in a labyrinth of rejections, appearances, and the literary mafia.
“I was told that my books are ‘too deep’ and ‘not marketable’. For me, this is the highest praise.”
– Desi É.
In a world flooded with digital content, she still believes in the magic of books on paper – living beings that carry the breath of time and the warmth of the human hand. She fights to prevent books from disappearing, because in them lies the real, the eternal.
Vrådal is not just a city, but a stage for a literary revival. There, Desi organizes the book festival – “The Light on the First Page”, which every year changes the boundaries of reality and speech.
Behind the scenes, the mysterious agent R. Solace is forging a new literary franchise: The Dimension of Fantasy – a world where every word changes the direction of time, space, and desire.
Welcome to the world of Desi É.
Somewhere between silence and wind, I found the words I hadn’t dared to write. This forest has kept more than secrets – it’s kept me whole.
If I have to conclude with something concrete, I will say this: if someone calls an action you took a “mistake” – that is their perspective. If you yourself decide it was a mistake – that is your lesson. But if you feel no guilt, if you don’t believe you intentionally hurt anyone, if you were authentic – then perhaps what we call a “mistake” is simply another step toward understanding yourself better – a light, quietly pulsing note inside you that lingers and cannot be forgotten.
When you start to tell the truth, or the one you see through your own lens, more and more people begin to distance themselves from you. But this should not upset you. What matters most is that when you look in the mirror, you can smile and say to your own SELF: I love you, and I am proud of you!
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart.
Fortune favors the brave