My name is Ania.

I'm a big softie, alien to Ireland, trapped in an office. I believe we can make the world a softer place and one day take it to the stars.

I write space fiction (not scientific enough to be called sci-fi). Please excuse my poor grammar, bad spelling, and awkward phrases, as my English will never be as good as my Polish.

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Space Fiction
Is there anybody out there?

Irish SETI (search for extraterrestrial intelligence) HQ Today 9:07 Kate clocks-in a bit late. Her supervisor will notice. As if those few minutes make any difference. If there is an […] Continue reading


He was missing her more than his front teeth. ‘She couldn’t just disappear,’ he was swearing under his breath as he checked every room. There was the usual mess, and […] Continue reading

Snow story

‘I miss Earth,’ I break the silence. ‘We’re off to a better place,’ he says without looking up from his screen. ‘I know, I know, but what if you could […] Continue reading

Critical error

His body was failing. All he could find was a butter knife. It would have to do. He clenched his jaw and pushed the blunt metal into his forearm, then […] Continue reading

Writers in a group

I imagined the a writers’ group would consist of big egos, introverted geniuses, eccentric apparel, wild hairstyles, strong alcohol, rims of crumpled paper and heated arguments till early hours in […] Continue reading


Seizing a day, living a dream, all sound nice and well, but the reality is that so much time we have to spend doing things that are not really our […] Continue reading

Polish Accent

My English will never be as good as my Polish, but it will not stop me from imposing my funny accent on anyone who would listen. Learning The key to […] Continue reading

Lessons from bad dates

‘Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.’ – Joan Crawford I want to share few […] Continue reading