hiiiii pals! I made my writeblr introduction last year and it was such a good intro to the community! but as time goes on and organizations fall i want to re-introduce myself and my writing without any associations.
my name is Charlotte, but you can call me Char as well. She/Her, I'm 26, queer, and live in the Pacific Northwest of the United States.
I write literary fiction with a special affection for surrealism and dream-like vibes. I do have a couple soft fantasy and short story projects that I've made posts for, but I'll stick to my litfic on this pinned post as they are my passion projects!
themes I often explore in these books are: isolation, anxiety, complex relationships between mothers and daughters, bisexuality, winter, dissociation, and overall rural misery!
I have a bachelor's degree in English Language and Literature and paid special attention to Gothic and Romantic movements.
on top of writing, I also love quilting/sewing, collage making, playing Stardew Valley and Baldur's Gate 3, and doing DIY home renovations.
Reading is my passion, even more so than writing! My favorite authors are Murakami, Mieko Kawakami, the Bronte sisters, Iain Reid, Han Kang, and Ottessa Moshfegh.
my three main WIPS can stand alone but are technically a trilogy. read about them after the cut!
The Ballad of a Blue Whale-- This novella was written in November, 2023. It follows Maren Hara, a recent college graduate who has to move back in with her father, a rigid and unfeeling doctor. To cope with the emotional distance of her father and the slow dissolution of her relationships she begins walking through the night. Both to be away from home and removed from her current life. It’s during these walks she finds a jazz bar in an adjoining city. The patrons, and especially the owner of this bar, captivate her. At the core of the narrative is her inability to open herself to others, and how attempts to do so are physically and mentally cataclysmic, although necessary. As she finds herself, she loses both her old life and this interim space.
I Want to Build a Home with You-- This novel is in the first draft/development stage. I began in December, 2023. Its events follow Leonie Richards as she walks her grandmother, famed novelist Hellen Barnaby, through the final weeks of her life then inherits her home. Leonie, once an infamous performance artist, decides to settle into a life of portrait painting for a small but wealthy pool of clients left to her by her grandmother. Her old peers. After Hellen’s death, Leonie’s final connections to the outside world are her strange clients, the art store clerk, and her uncle Ox who is embittered by his lack of inheritance. The longer she stays in the home, the stranger things seem to be. She wakes up ragged, dirt under her fingernails with memories of a rock formation in the forest she has never seen. Forest spirits or generational curse, there is a limerence threatening her life.
No Glory-- Special Agent Seth Barnaby has been tasked with investigating the mysterious, possibly cult-associated murders of young women across the state, but this one could be the key. To decode the newest set of clues he teams up with Director of Anthropology Dr. Miel Noh and they get into the field. The small town misleads them at every turn, from an odd boy named Calf to the corpse of a girl who was staying in his family’s motel. With Seth’s checkered past he recognizes the patterns, but time is of the essence and if they don’t find answers another woman could die. With no way out, they return to the only lead Seth knows: an institutionalized man who confessed to the first murder that brought Seth to the FBI years ago.
and that's a wrap! thank you for reading, would love to reconnect with writers from last year as well as new friends. feel free to slide into my asks, follow, or join the tag list.
finishing a novella in one of my favorite kinds of settings (rainy cold pnw dark gloomy) to write the sequel in one of my other favorite settings (west hollywood)
rb this and tell me what ur accent is. this has no purpose except the fact i just realized i could have like... mutuals with cockney accents or newfoundland accents or something and thats just wild
i don't know how to post on tumblr anymore what does tumblr want to know
i read the vegetarian and if i'd read it even 3-4 years ago i fear it would have put me into psychosis. but i am grown, it just made me intensely sad and introspective
my birthday was this week and i had a panic attack that i handled like, almost too well. my frontal lobe feels like a blooming rose
i sent the 3/4 revised draft two of BOBW to my close friend to read and help me work out the new ending
i don't know man! my chronic pain is literally so bad these days i feel like i have maybe one week per month where i'm upright and fully sentient. but i persist
I am doing NaNoWriMo this year, my second attempt and my first fiction (apart from April Camp NaNo this year). My novel is a surrealist jazz noir self discovery story with a narrator whose main purpose is to help me process my own feelings of apathy and confusion post-graduation and pre-career.
heyyyyy so i'm 75% of the way through draft two of this novella and i just want everyone from NaNo 2023 tumblr to know that Maren is alive and well and in my ear as we speak.
this is the best writing i have ever done and taught me how to see things through to the end not just once, but again. making it better, filling in the holes, making myself really fucking emotional up and down. love love love this.
