Daan Katz, author and poet
Literary speculative fiction and poetry focused on memory, identity, disability, and emotional survival through psychologically intimate, character-driven storytelling.
Featured Fiction
Night’s Reign
Priest Niels Bosch colours outside the lines. Cantor Beldenka Nadinov navigates life from a wheelchair. Together, they must confront a cursed king and root out corruption. But their own dark secrets follow them every step of the way. Unless they face these first, their quest is doomed to fail.
Death and the Maiden
When psychologist Alysia finds herself trapped in an alternate world, she is forced to confront buried truths about grief, trauma, identity, and ageing.
Dies Irae
A psychologically intimate speculative fiction novella about power, trauma, madness, and revenge in a corrupt and violent world.
Poetry & Charity Anthologies
Night Song
Companion to Night’s Reign
A collection of 46 Fantasy cinquains exploring how fantasy reflects real human experience through myth, magic, love, and grief.
DAAN!
Poems without Pretence
An unpretentious collection of poems about love, loss, disability, mental health, nature, everyday life with chronic illness.
Children of War
a charity anthology
A multi-genre collection of short stories about children trapped in war, by a diverse group of authors from around the world.
Purranormal Tails
A multi-author charity anthology with stories and poems celebrating our feline friends, to support cat rescues in the US and Australia.
About Daan Katz
Katz writes stories featuring unforgettable characters, raw emotions, and gripping plots for readers who crave hard truths and stories that stay. His poetry finds beauty in the brokenness of life—and in the ordinary. When he isn’t writing, you’ll find him in the company of his cats, reading a book, or at the piano, singing Bach and Schubert.
Currently
Writing intermittently and focusing on other creative pursuits.
Occasional updates and new publications will appear here when relevant.
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When he sang the final line ‘Sollst sanft in meinen armen Schlafen’, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I didn’t wipe them away.
– Death and the Maiden, Daan Katz