My Story
Hi, I’m Mel.
In real life, I’m a mum of 8, powered by coffee who leads with an open heart and is objectively cooler in text.
But that’s not where this started…
Once up on a time, I crossed into something most people only ever brush up against in fragments and then explain away.
But there were truths and patterns I couldn’t unsee.
Growing up with intuition that didn’t ask for permission and the quiet understanding that reality… wasn’t as fixed as I’d been taught.
Because some stories aren’t written. They’re remembered.
The number 8 has always known how to find me.
In the shape of my life. In every cycle. In the quiet pattern beneath it all.
Eight births. Eight children. An 8 lifepath.
An 8 that kept echoing long before I understood why.
Greightful is where I stopped ignoring it…
and started weaving it.
Gratitude, infinity, return.
A remembering more than a brand.
If you feel it, you already know.
How it became stories
I didn’t set out to turn any of it into stories.
But writing has a way of revealing what the mind tries to organize into silence.
It’s All Connected…
The books, the artifacts and mystical experiences.
They are all just different expressions of the same underlying question:
what exists just beyond what we’re told is real?
Beyond the bookshelf
I started a publishing house because the industry had no shelf for what I was writing.
My debut novel sits between genres: speculative fiction with dark fantasy elements, mythic structure, and deeply personal emotional truth at its core. I was told it was a hard sell. Too literary for genre. Too genre for literary.
So I built the shelf.
Everything here begins somewhere real. Then becomes something else entirely.