My name is Anna Rajmon,  I am from the Czech Republic. I speak two languages and fluent sarcasm. I love nature and animals more than people, and I force myself to run every day because I love strawberry doughnuts far too much.

 

Life has shown me that it can be both generous and cruel. It has given me a wonderful daughter and a deep passion for writing, and it has taken a lot from me as well.

 

I have had enough life experience to sell it.

Actually, that is exactly what I do, in the form of books.

 

Writing brings me joy. It took me an unreasonably long time to discover what I truly love, but now I know that this is what I want to do with my life. I will probably die as an old lady, surrounded by a pack of dogs, with a pen in my hand, and honestly, I am fine with that.

Every moment of joy, every fall, and every rise has shaped me not only as a person but also as a writer. I have chosen not to keep my stories to myself. I want to share it because I believe that some stories are not written by the author alone, but by life itself.

Writing is more than just a passion for me. It is my way of making sense of chaos, of turning emotions into words and giving them meaning.

Every page is a space where I can reveal the world as I see it, in all its rawness, beauty and darkness. I do not wish to create something artificial. I want to uncover what already exists, perhaps hidden just beneath the surface.