The languaje of the skin
22 de July de 2026
Foto de Alexander Krivitskiy en Unsplash The apartment smelled of recent rain and melted candle wax. I was standing by the window, holding a
Foto de Alexander Krivitskiy en Unsplash The apartment smelled of recent rain and melted candle wax. I was standing by the window, holding a
Yesterday June ended. This year is being an absolute whirlwind. In six months I’ve written an enormous amount of words, I’ve submitted two stories
Last night I couldn’t sleep. The house was silent—only the distant murmur of a city that never quite shuts off—and there I was, lying
Hello, dears! Today I feel like chatting as if we were tucked into a cozy corner, under soft light, with a glass of red
Inspiration has a mind of its own. It can strike while you’re washing dishes, in a dull conversation—or, like what happened to me today,
Today feels like one of those quiet, delicious victories. The manuscript for Sleepless Nights Anthology is officially finished. Five stories. Five worlds. Five women
There is a certain magic in the quiet hours after midnight, when the world falls silent and the mind slips into realms of unspoken
There are books you read in daylight. And then there are the ones I write. My name is Samantha F. Lewis, and I specialise