Hello.

My name’s Naia, I’m the kind of person that starts and rarely finishes and starts again. Some may call me brave for that, some may call me a hero; I personally would call that a waste of space. I love to write, love to tell stories, love to play roleplay intensive tabletop games with my friends. I hate doing things I hate, hating the things I do, and myself for continuing to do them.

I have dreams of writing a novel, starting a podcast, designing my own clothes, writing and illustrating my own graphic novel, making my own music, cobbling my own shoes, filming my own movie, and doing all of that without ever feeling sad or frustrated with the amount of time and effort involved! But lofty aspirations aside, I want to tell stories, and I want to use my words to show the world who I am and how I feel. Despite my frustrations, abysmal sense of self-worth, over reliance on self-deprecation, I really do believe the words in my heart will one day be important for the fact they were said. It’s in that wreathe I lay my soul bare, carve the words into flesh, my blood turning to ink, skin to parchment.