👋 I'm Mose Njo—but these days, I mostly speak on behalf of someone named Lisy. She started as a story. Now she's about to start a universe.


Apparently, someone thought I had something to say (or to teach)—and gave me a microphone. 👇

If you'd like me to speak 🎙️ at your thing—serious or slightly absurd—please, feel free to reach out by clicking 👉 this. 📨


I once represented Madagascar as a writer at the Francophonie Games in Abidjan.

It was the same year Mohamed Mbougar Sarr was there. He won the Goncourt. I won some hearts and got sunburned.

Mose Njo, Jeux de la Francophonie à Abidjan

I was awarded a scholarship to study at AoTR, the film school in Berlin.

I went. I learned. I wrote odd things.

Mose Njo, boursier à Art on the Run Film School Berlin

I've recently found myself entangled in a number of curious ventures. Some are discreet. Some have already collapsed in dramatic fashion. Some involve video games. One involves a girl named Lisy—who now insists on being everywhere.

✨ A discreet launch.

I'm not at liberty to say much about this.

Just know that something small, strange, and quietly useful has been released into the world. Please don't tell anyone.


🎮 Lisy's Dream.

A video game about a girl with a secret and a world with too many doors.

The first demo was shown publicly at the Video Game Developers Festival at the French Institute of Madagascar, which seems like a mistake—but a delightful one.


📚 Lisy 1817.

A reading and listening platform for stories in Malagasy and French.

If you enjoy tales, voices, and odd little adventures, you'll feel right at home. If not—why are you still reading?



🎙️ Two voices, a man and a woman, fourteen minutes, one persistent question: who exactly is Mose Njo— and is he really in charge, or is it Lisy?

mosenjo · Mose Njo - Lisy's Storyteller and Worldbuilder

Things I've done, attempted, or somehow gotten away with:


Sinon, je flâne. The stories tend to follow. (Look up Baudelaire if you're wondering)

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