The Universe has a story
and I’m here to tell it
Planet Earth has been known by many names throughout history, but this might be the first time he would be called husband.
Crossrnged by Anna Tyler
Hi, I’m Anna!
I am a lawyer whose passion for astronomy inspired me to translate the wonders of space into cosmic poetry for anyone who peers into the murky shadows of the heavens.
My goal as a writer is to bring cosmic fantasy to shelves and make others fall in love with the Universe, planets, stars, and the vastness between them.
You can find my current works in the Books section above, and follow my journey toward publishing CROSSRINGED in the CROSSRINGED section—or come find me on Instagram at @theannatyler.
I hope you fall in love with the cosmos, hard.
Anna Tyler.
What’s coming…
Crossringed
Cosmic Romantasy – SFF – Epic
A sentient Planet Earth—a moody man in a black overcoat with an MP3 player blasting alternative rock—has just been sentenced to exile from the Solar System.
Earth is offered mercy on one condition: an arranged marriage to another planet, powerful enough to heal his so-called curse.
Together, Earth and his promised bride will travel the cosmos, challenge the creational forces, and uncover a truth neither was prepared to face, all while surrendering to the primal human emotion of love.
Crossringed is an adult cosmic romantasy within the SFF genre, currently seeking representation for publication.
Moonstruck
Cosmic Romantasy
Planet Earth, 1968.
Earth casts his Moon to live as a human until she learns that humanity’s motivations to explore her orbital form come from love and curiosity, not solely from ambition.
His Moon, now embodying a human woman, must live alongside the very people she has always resented. Then she meets Adam: an aspirant astronaut who is passionate about everything she hates: reaching the Moon.
Moonstruck is an adult cosmic romantasy within the SFF genre, currently being written.
Blog posts
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The Sulfuring Hours
Episode 2,000,000,001: Earth Has Been Denounced. Earth had probably lost his mind—if such a human thing could ever happen to a planet. He had long since lost track of how many times he’d fiddled with the bulky ear coverings Venus insisted were the closest thing to human earbuds available. Those were but blatant copies, as…
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