Fawnlight & Footnotes

ByFawnLight began because I needed somewhere quiet. A place to put thoughts that don’t behave properly. Sentences that arrive half-formed. Questions that sit in the body longer than they sit on the page.

I write because I have to, and because sometimes it is the only way I can understand what has happened to me, or what is still happening to me. Writing, for me, is not productivity. It is not clarity. It is a kind of survival. A way of staying.

This blog holds my thinking about writing, history, and the past – not as something neat or resolved, but as something that bleeds into the present. I am interested in memory, in margins, in footnotes, in the small overlooked things that still carry weight.

This blog is not about having answers. It is not about perfect drafts or clean conclusions. Some posts will be essays. Some will be notes. Some will be fragments that I couldn’t leave behind.

I write under a chosen name because distance gives me room to breathe. It lets the work speak first. It lets me be truer on the page than I might be otherwise.

If you are someone who reads slowly, who lives in the margins, who feels too much or sideways – you are not out of place here.