Life is a journey.

If I describe my days,

If I fill pages with it…

It’s because I know

of no return.

Welcome.

I’m Eva. Originally from the Alps, I travel, I write and I draw in search of meaning, and on my way, I tell stories. If this is your first visit here, I’d love for you to feel at home. Don’t look for anything in particular. I do believe that words, on their own, know how to find their readers…

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What women talk about amongst themselves

What women talk about amongst themselves

With all due respect to these gentlemen, their mothers —

Sometimes I stop what I'm doing just to look at her. She's beautiful. She's a woman who, with time, has learned to wear her age beautifully. And I watch her undo her clip as her hair cascades down her back and it makes me think about the song: “I am my mother's savage daughter (…), I will not cut my hair, I will not (…)

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Here I am

Here I am

It’s not that I haven’t tried, but somehow… Here I (still) am —

Ready, set, lights on. Here I am. “Do it again.” The exercice is simple, though. One single spotlight on stage. The audience is in the dark. Take one step forward, look at them, bathed with light, and say: “Here I am.” Here I still am. Not that I haven’t tried before, a little bit every day, that’s what he (…)

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“IF YOU WANT TO WRITE,

if you want to create, you must

be the most sublime fool that God

ever turned out and sent rambling.

You must write

every single day

of your life.

You must read dreadful dumb books, 

and glorious books, and

let them wrestle

in beautiful fights inside your head. (…)

I wish you a wrestling match with your

creative Muse that will

last a lifetime.

(…) Which finally means:

May you be in love

every day for the next 20 000 days

and out of that love, 

remake the world. 

— Ray Bradbury