proceed with caution:
reading this may cause uncontrollable laughter, eye-rolling, or a sudden urge to find me and ask, “are you serious right now?” but hey, you’ve already made it this far—so…why not?

who is sara aimelle?

sara aimelle is a 17-year-old aspiring author from the charming streets of paris, france. ever since she can remember, sara has been weaving stories to live lives she could never live, experience loves she has yet to feel, and explore worlds beyond her reach… writing has always been her escape, a way to dream beyond the confines of reality (because sometimes, reality sucks).

despite french and spanish being her first languages, sara took on the challenge of writing in english one year ago (because why not?). this journey hasn’t been easy, but it has been incredibly rewarding, pushing her to grow as a writer and as a person.

and funny enough, here i am writing my own story in the third person. but guess that’s part of the fun, right?

writing has blessed me (why would i continue writing in “she” lol?) with countless memorable moments—like all the late nights I stayed up past 3:48 a.m., lost in my characters’ lives, even though I had my french exam the upcoming week. but who cares? i had to write that scene in the spa when amy and lex—oh wait, I can’t spoil you.

as young as i am, i have many more dreams beyond writing. maybe one day you’ll find me in a courtroom or at the UN, trying to make a difference in the real world that exists outside my books…

because here’s the thing with me: i live in two realities. balancing my love for storytelling and my desire to make a tangible difference in the world. because it is what it is—beyond living lives i could never live but through my keyboard, i believe the real world also needs me. for the real me, i mean.

anyway, i’m incredibly excited to share my upcoming books with you. each new story is another step in this amazing adventure, and i can’t wait for you to join me within this reality of mine. thank you so much for reading this. truly. it means the world to me.

XOXO,
Gossip Girl.
Sorry, wrong line.

Bisous,
(because everything sounds so much more romantic in french.)

Sara Aimelle.

get to know me with a poem:

based on Roland Barthes‘s style, i wrote this poem to describe my likes and dislikes. i thought it’d be more original than just listing them out… 😊
and for the record (and a bit of culture), let me introduce you to this legendary french literary critic and semiotician. he spent his days dissecting texts and poking fun at everything from literature to society. imagine a guy who took his coffee black and his sentences complex. he once claimed that the author is dead, which is a fancy way of saying, “don’t ask me about my feelings!” so here’s my tribute to his quirky genius:

me in poetry

i like
bleeding words onto pages,
spilling stories of lives i’ll never live,
the way water holds me close,
caressing me as i dive into my 50 meters,
the warmth of paella, the spice of cinnamon,
wraps with absolutely nothing inside (don’t judge),
the effortless bond with my mom, the way we fit,
mountain landscapes, but only if it’s warm,
and not a single wasp to ruin my peace,
the soft touch of cushions and blankets,
chocolate melting slowly on my tongue,
that moment when i finally eat, starving for hours,
alexa’s random playlists that somehow know me,
the strange laughs with friends over the dumbest things
that i’ll carry with me forever,
and waking up with a flat belly,
even if it’s only for a minute.

i don’t like
math with my dad, brussels sprouts,
tomatoes, the smell of cigarettes on the street,
the way my dad and grandma clash,
unclean toilets, rough tablecloths,
brushing my teeth just to ruin it with food,
chewing sounds that feel way too close,
the stink of drains, garbage,
and that tiny compost bin in my dad’s kitchen,
being touched by hands that skipped the soap,
hearing what my friends said behind my back,
forcing a smile at jokes that flop,
nodding along, pretending i caught every word,
my phone freezing up just for the fun of it,
and my brother beating me to the shower,
leaving me cold and waiting
on the other side of the door.

my work

(not that i’m still in high school, but yeah; so ‘work’ meaning upon high school)

writing:

from novels to essays, poems to songs, writing has always been my first love. i’ve been doing it since before i can remember—probably since i was in my mom’s belly, dreaming up grand escapes or rom-coms with the hot doctor in the delivery room (sorry, mom!). whether it’s fiction that takes you on a wild ride or essays that make you ponder life’s mysteries, writing is how i share the worlds in my head with the rest of the world.

i never thought i’d actually publish one of those books i’ve been writing (in french). it always felt like a passion that wouldn’t go anywhere. but here i am, promoting my book on socials because giving it to an agent felt like a big ol’ nope! but for more info about my book, just click on its page—or check out my socials.

philosophy blog:

i started by writing articles and recording podcast episodes in french, tackling topics from existential crises (yes, i have those too) to modern dilemmas. but i told myself, “hey, girl, you wrote a whole 500-pages novel in english, so why not just go all the way and do full english?”

so, yeah, that’s kinda how i ended up recording myself in english… (if you’re curious about how my french accent sounds like talking philosophy… click the link!)

anyway, both the blog and the podcast are a delightful mix of serious stuff and light-hearted takes. just go check it out! but hey, it’s not about recipes, so sorry if you had a craving (did i tell you i love eating? i think i did)…

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thanks for stopping by! let’s embark on this adventure together.

avec amour (with love—and food),

sara aimelle 🖤

(or whatever my name is—you know the drill.)