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Ksenia Anske

April 4, 2016

I started writing Janna. Here is Chapter 1.

by Ksenia Anske


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And so it has happened. I have started writing my 8th book, which is insane. I can't believe I wrote so many books already. This one will be darkest and the bloodiest of them all, and after it, thank God, I will write a sweet lovely book about a talking cat and his friend philosopher, a pigeon.

Here is the first chapter in its entirety. If you want to read this draft as I write it, hop on to Patreon, pledge $1 a month to me, and you will join 50+ other patrons who already indulge in this sinful pleasure daily. A taste of what's to come:

JANNA

A novel by Ksenia Anske, Draft 1

Chapter 1

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TAGS: Janna, its fucking happening, get ready for gore, and blood, and shit, it will be awesome


December 22, 2015

Investigating my past

by Ksenia Anske


Illustration by Christian Bienefeld

Illustration by Christian Bienefeld

Illustration by Christian Bienefeld

Illustration by Christian Bienefeld

"So, mom, remember when dad took me to that 5-day daycare in Tula?"

"Tula? Are you out of your mind? It was much closer."

"Well—"

"He didn't take you to no Tula, he took you to that daycare from his work, APN [Agentstvo Pechati Novosti, aka Novosti Press Agency]. Look it up. Look up their daycares. And why are you asking me?"

"Oh, I was just—"

"I told you not to ask me. I told you that everything that traumatized me in the past I have erased from my memory. ERASED. I don't want to hear about it, I don't want to know about it. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, mom, but—"

"I'm done with this. Done! Why do you keep digging? You just can't leave it alone, can you? You already asked me and I already told you. Well, don't you remember? Didn't you write it down? I don't want you to ask again. I have found some peace at last, I'm going to church, and you're laughing at me, at my faith."

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TAGS: Janna, past, personal, pain, abuse