Evelyn Hail
Aspiring Writer
Creative Path
Evelyn Hail is an aspiring writer and a holder of a PhD in English Literature and a PhD in Latin American Literature.
Evelyn writes in English yet she also speaks Serbian, Spanish, Greek, Latin,
Portuguese and a little German.
An amalgam of a refined lass and a street ragamuffin, she is as much a Lecturer at the Complutense University of Madrid, as a fist-fighter, katana fencer and dagger-wielder.
​She is also philosopher-ish, lover of the stars and butterflies, Neo's mum (that's her tomcat, he is), Harry Potter die-hard fan, Nikola Tesla admirer, Beauty and the Beast 2 in 1, magical realist, bacon cheese fries devourer, white chocolate adorer and an illustrator.
Having always been passionate about worldbuilding and storytelling, she is a curious writer who loves exploring different themes and motifs.
She loves immersing herself in her projects and diving headfirst into the research, production, and fine-tuning of the stories she feels are the most worthy of telling.
As an author, Evelyn has forged works based in fantasy and magical realism genre, and their subgenres such as high fantasy, urban fantasy and literary fiction with a dash of sci-fi elements and humour. She has recently tried her hand in romance and found out she quite liked it!
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Mind the Gap
March 30, 2020
Two strangers on separate trains, divided by uncaring glass. A bond forms between them.
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But will it hold when their trains are bound for different destinations?
Evan's heart has been bleeding since his little family was torn apart by divorce, and his nose runs with a cold. Trying to pick up the pieces of his life, he has changed cities, and he's about to change jobs. And he has run out of tissues.
A woman's blue hair catches his eye at a train station. And her smile, fortified by braces, catches his heart.
Sitting in her train, Iris revels in her future perfect. Her work is finally getting published and she has found Mr. Right. Nothing could go wrong now. Gazing out of the window, she sees the stranger. He looks miserable and sneezes, but her hands want to tousle his bed hair.
A random encounter at a subway station. But both of them are caught in their tracks and when their trains pull apart, they don't expect to meet again.
“We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams"
Arthur O'Shaughnessy
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