我寫的，是那些難以命名的東西

我最近開了一個 Substack，想把它當成自己的創作現場。第一篇不是作品，而是一篇開場宣言：關於我為什麼總寫那些留在餘波裡的人。

我寫的，是那些難以命名的東西

夜路。破貨卡。獨自駕車的刺青女人。

糜爛的燈光。酒色之間。不想被買鐘但又缺錢的公關。

我的故事經常從這種地方開始——骯髒的、邊緣的、沒有人替你確保安全的地方。

我叫托爾德，是一個華文小說創作者。我寫黑暗奇幻，寫百合，寫短篇，寫散文，寫那些介於體裁之間、難以被書架歸類的東西。我的作品總是灰色的，糾纏於光明與黑暗之間，溫柔而不刻意善良。

這裡，是我把這些東西放在一起的地方。

On Writing the Unnamed: A Launch Letter

A dark highway. A rusted truck. A woman driving alone with a dragon tattoo behind her ear.

The decadent, hazy lights. Navigating the world of wine and desires. A hostess who desperately needs the money, yet dreads being bought by the hour.

My stories often begin in places like this — filthy, marginalized places where no one is looking out for your safety.

My name is Thord, and I am a Chinese-language fiction writer. I write dark fantasy, Girls' Love (Yuri), short stories, and essays—crafting those things that drift between genres, refusing to be neatly categorized on a bookshelf. My work is always a shade of gray, tangled between light and dark, gentle yet never deliberately kind.

This is the place where I gather them all together.

請訂閱我的Substack，也繼續支持我在這裡和各個平台的創作。