Lisa Cripps is a Canadian author whose fiction and nonfiction explore emotional immaturity, identity, inheritance, and transformation. She is the author of four books, including the nonfiction title Just Grow the Fck Up: A Field Guide to Emotional Immaturity in the Age of Performance, the story collection What the Land Remembers: Mythic and Supernatural Stories, and the duology Ash Remembers What Fire Forgets and Ashes and Truth.*
Her fiction weaves paranormal romance, dark speculative elements, literary fantasy, and gothic storytelling—often grounded in themes of belonging, grief, cultural tension, and what is carried across generations. Shaped by a multi-faith perspective, her work brings a distinct lens to both narrative and commentary, moving between the psychological and the mythic, the intimate and the inherited.
She writes for readers drawn to emotional depth, mythic resonance, and characters shaped by both fire and fracture—stories that cross thresholds and confront what has been buried, and what must be reclaimed.
Based in Canada, Lisa also works across visual and creative arts, often painting and exploring other forms of expression. She lives with three cats who, by all accounts, believe they are in charge.
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Lisa Cripps is a Canadian author whose fiction and nonfiction explore emotional immaturity, identity, inheritance, and transformation. She is the author of four books, including the nonfiction title Just Grow the Fck Up: A Field Guide to Emotional Immaturity in the Age of Performance, the story collection What the Land Remembers: Mythic and Supernatural Stories, and the duology Ash Remembers What Fire Forgets and Ashes and Truth.*
What the Ash Refuses to Forget Book Two of the Ash Remembers What Fire Forgets Duology
After her mother’s death, Faranaaz Munshi learns to live in rooms that no longer feel like home. When her father leaves Toronto for Vancouver—out of love, not abandonment—Faranaaz steps fully into her own future, entering police training with a clear,...
Faranaaz grows up inside more than one inheritance.
Her father is Zoroastrian, shaped by discipline, ritual, and moral steadiness. Her mother is Roman Catholic, grounded in care, conscience, and the hard work of staying present. Their household does not blend belief into something neutral or convenient. Instead, Faranaaz learns early how to...
“A bold and honest read that makes you reflect on emotional maturity and how you show up in your relationships. Insightful, real, and refreshingly direct.”
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Eerie, magical, and deeply rooted—these stories stay with you long after you’ve finished reading. A powerful blend of myth, memory, and identity.
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I couldn’t put it down—I read it in just a few days. It’s relatable, thought-provoking, and you’ll see parts of yourself in it. You’ll laugh, reflect, and recognize more than you expect.
They follow structure. They stay in their category. They resolve in ways that are easy to understand and even easier to sell.
Mine never learned how.
For years, I wrote in the quiet hours—late at night, when everything else was done. I wasn’t thinking about genre or audience. I was writing what wouldn’t leave me alone.
What came out didn’t fit.
Not quite literary. Not quite speculative. Not quite romance. Not quite dark fiction.
