Seeing as you’re reading some awfully personal things on here you may as well know a little bit about the lady writing them. My name is Lili. I spent the first half of my life in San Francisco, the second half in London, a brief period in France and Italy, and then wound up back in California at age 22. I write to try and make sense of it all. I write because it makes me happy. I write because I think the world is an exciting place. I write because I want people around me to get a little glimpse of life as I see it, a hodge-podge of colors, temperatures and big feelings.
One day I hope to be published. It might be a film script, or a short story, or a novel. Even if that doesn’t happen, it tickles me to think that you might enjoy reading something that came out of my brain. I’d like it to mean something to you. At the same time, I’m just happy you’re here. Thanks for reading.
ps. For other things I’ve written you can look at The Rue Edgar Poe Diaries, my blog about living in Paris.