Unlocking The Medusa Code
A New Chapter Begins
By the time I was ten, I had read the entire library. Not literally, but close enough. I filled notebooks with stories, whole worlds spilling onto the page faster than I could make sense of them. Writing was instinct. It still is.
But at some point, I stopped writing fiction. Not deliberately. Just a shift. One day I was making up stories, the next I was tracing real ones. Following paper trails, tracking power, exposing what wasn’t meant to be seen. I became a journalist, an investigator. A feminist long before I had the words for it. Writing never stopped; it just changed form.
Now, at forty, I’m picking up my creative pen again. Not because I’ve run out of real stories, but because reality itself has started to feel… unstable. I’ve reported on journalists disappearing from systems, governments rewriting history as if it were a draft to be edited, rights being stripped away so quietly most people don’t even notice. The line between fiction and reality isn’t just thin, it’s shifting beneath our feet. And in that space, stories become more than stories. They become a way to process, to reclaim, to resist.
Because what else do you do when you “wake to the echo of a song that doesn’t belong, looping in the back of your skull, too-happy and stretched thin, as if time itself had warped? Ma-ia-hii, ma-ia-huu, ma-ia-hoo, ma-ia-haa. A cruel, looping refrain.”
And there are places where silence feels heavier than sound. “A dead-end. One way in. No way out. The alley smelled of wet concrete, of stale rain pooling in uneven cobblestones. The neon glow from a broken sign flickered over them, painting everything in sickly green and shadow. She had walked through places like this before, places where history had already decided who wouldn’t make it out.”
The Medusa Code is where I explore that space.
Feminist dystopia. Psychological thrillers. Noir.
Short stories set in The Shadow Tribunal's world and beyond.
Reflections on writing and the world we live in now.
Because Medusa saw the truth before they turned her to stone. And sometimes, the only way to fight back is to rewrite the ending.
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