Novelist · Singer · Songwriter

Where storieslearn to sing

I write about love, music, and finding a life that feels like your own. Some stories are tender. Others take wonderfully unreasonable turns. There is room here for both.

Pull up a chair. It may have opinions.

Natasha's writing desk by an open window overlooking a lake, with a vintage sailing ship, an open journal, and pink hydrangeas

The shelves

Books with a pulse

Every novel starts the same way: a small, unreasonable hope, a melody someone can't stop humming, and at least one character who refuses to behave.

Book cover for Ms Feather Pony by Natasha Zarina

Out now

Noëla is the only woman in The Fifth Violet Current. Between rehearsals, retreats, and travelling with her bandmates, life rarely stays ordinary for long. A mischievous novel about music, friendship, and finding freedom—with the occasional questionable decision.

Book cover for Loved and Almost Mine by Natasha Zarina, a couple on a sailboat beneath a fantasy sky with a flying ship

Out now

In a green and restored 26th-century world, Serena's life unfolds among musicians, lake waters, and unexpected wonders. Rehearsals aboard the sailing ship Velûna bring friendship, laughter, and complicated hearts. A tender, gently mischievous series about love, independence, and making room for a life of your own.

Book cover for The Breathing Womb by Natasha Zarina, a woman in a white lace gown surrounded by glowing violet floral light

Fairuza's journey unfolds through music, memory, and the quiet mysteries of the human soul. A tender series about healing, emotional independence, and finding a voice of your own—with room for wonder along the way.

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The Letter

Dear reader,

A little news from my writing desk: books, songs, and the occasional wonderfully unreasonable adventure.

Leave your email if you'd like to hear from me when there's something to share.

Letters from my writing desk

One letter a month. No noise, no spam — just the good parts, and the occasional opinion from a tree.

Portrait of Natasha Zarina in a cream off-shoulder sweater with soft fur trim, smiling warmly against a golden background

One author, three callings

Hello — I'm Natasha

I write novels and songs. I sing, too. Quite often, the stories and songs gossip about each other. My stories live where music, love, friendship, and everyday life meet mystery and gentle absurdity.

Beneath the mischief, I'm always asking the same human questions: how do we belong, how do we stay tender, and how do we build a life that actually feels like our own?

Between chapters

Sometimes the stories sing

“Some stories arrive as words. Others insist on being sung.”

— Natasha Zarina

When I'm not writing novels, I'm often rehearsing with my band, singing at little gigs, or working on a new song.

Some songs begin with a feeling. Others with a single word. Occasionally, a character from one of my novels decides to join in.

Between rehearsals, music, and writing, I sometimes wonder who is telling whose story.

A few songs are still keeping their secrets.

An enchanted purple teapot-house glowing warmly among roses and butterflies

P.S. The kettle's still on.

If you read all the way down a page, you're my kind of reader. Come sit with us — the letter is warm, and so is the welcome.

Natasha Zarina

Thanks for wandering in. Mind the armchair on your way out — it's friendly, but terribly clingy.

Novels, songs, and occasional opinions from trees.

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