Writer Julia Zolotova

Temporary Access Is Out

The book is done. Published. Available. Temporary Access, twelve stories about women navigating borders that exist on passports, screens, and inside consciousness. I finished writing it in October. Spent November wondering if anyone would want to read stories told through chat logs and visa applications. Spent early December checking the proof copies obsessively, finding typos […]

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Boxes from the East

My third story is about Irina, who works in a London warehouse unpacking products from China. When she finds a hidden note from a factory worker named Meiling, a small act of kindness bridges continents. This emerged from thinking about global supply chains during lockdown, when everything felt both more connected and more isolating than

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Return to the Atolls

Six months ago, I sat on this exact stretch of sand with thirty pages of notes and questions about whether I could actually do this. Today I’m back with two separate projects taking shape: a collection of immigrant stories nearly ready for publication, and 15 pages of a beauty industry manuscript that finally feels real.

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Window No. 7

My second story is about Oksana, a translator at a visa centre who must choose between accurate translation and human compassion. I wrote this after conversations with friends who work as interpreters, who described the impossible position of being simultaneously invisible and all-powerful. The responsibility of choosing which truths to translate and how. Oksana’s chair

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New Fiction Series

I’ve decided to share the stories I’ve been writing. Since October, I’ve completed some pieces exploring what happens when people move between cultures, languages, and identities. These stories are about the small moments that reveal who we are when nobody from home is watching. About finding connection in unexpected places. About the performance of adapting

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Island of Stories

The ocean here doesn’t just whisper, it speaks in full sentences. Complex, layered ones that somehow make more sense than most conversations I’ve had in boardrooms this past year. I’m writing this with sand between my toes and salt air filling my lungs, watching the Indian Ocean stretch endlessly before me. The Maldives have this

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