Receive letters from the edge of paradise.
Where beauty lingers, and decay tells the truth.
A dark academia story set in Mexico — part myth, part mirage — coming February 2026. Join the circle for monthly letters on myth, travel, and the hidden life of luxury.
The White Ceiba
Somewhere between the jungle and the sea, a luxury resort prepares for its annual Day of the Dead gala. The wealthy guests arrive — architects, business people and their families, professors, an artist, the wounded rich — each seeking transformation. But beneath the rituals and the fragrance of marigolds, something ancient stirs.
The White Ceiba is a novel-in-progress — a story about class, myth, and the quiet violence of beauty.
While the book is being written, I share monthly letters exploring the inspirations behind it:
- fragments of Mexican mythology and Maya architecture
- notes on poisonous plants and mycelium intelligence
- reflections on women’s solitude, desire, and power
- scenes from research trips and secret histories behind the story (including recommendations for the best food, tours etc. in Yucatan, tailored for solo traveling women like me)
Join if you like your decadence thoughtful, your fiction unsettling, and your travel a little haunted. Click on this link or scan the QR code.
The newsletter will also have some blogposts under the category Mexican Wood Stories.
Follow the visual world of The White Ceiba on Instagram – a gallery of decay, myth and beauty: https://www.instagram.com/the_white_ceiba
Think: The White Lotus meets Maya mythology — curated for quiet rebels, bookish dreamers, and women who find pleasure in ruins.
Please find here some short blog posts by the author and guest bloggers to learn more about the Mexican forests, landscapes and nature/culture.
MEXICAN STORIES IN THE WOOD WIDE WEB
The Nanche Tree
My grandma has a nanche tree in her garden. It stands comfortably in the middle of the garden, making himself at home, stretching his branches as far as they can reach; to the south they intertwine with the guava tree, to the east they almost touch the papaya tree, to the north they scratch the balcony from the second floor and to the west they just float happily in the air. The nanche tree is the least known of the trees in my grandma’s garden, for even in my country many people haven’t seen it or heard from it. Unlike…
Guava tree
My grandma has a guava tree in her garden. That tree was already there when I was born and in all likelihood will continue to be there long after I’m gone. That’s not surprising, after all, it is a sturdy tree that easily adapts to different kinds of terrain and climate. The tree is strong and so is the smell of its fruit. There are many kinds of guavas in the world, varying in color and size. Some are white or pink inside, some are green or yellow outside and some can fit in your hand while some others can…
Stories from the Wood Wide Web 