Dr. Elizabeth Han, writer, engineer, MD


I’m Elizabeth — an East Coast-raised, British Columbia-based writer and MD. Doctor of Medicine ’16, Master of Applied Science in Biomedical Engineering ’11, and Bachelor of Applied Science in Engineering Science (Major in Biomedical Engineering) ’09, all from the University of Toronto. More about me.


7 Jan 2023 — My fiction story, “Clearly Very Junior,” is now published in Breathe, McMaster University’s medical humanities magazine. Read here!

9 October 2022 — Delighted to announce that my fiction story, “Four Card Trick,” is now published in the Fall 2022 issue of The Windsor Review. Read the full story here for free (page 5).

1 July 2022 — Happy to announce that my fiction short story “Sea Otters” is now published in Ricepaper Magazine online, free to read.

27 April 2022 — Happy to announce that my novelette “The Excellent Person” has been longlisted for The Black Spring Press Review’s Best of the Bottom Drawer contest.

29 November 2021 — Delighted to announce that my fiction short story “Destination Wedding” is now published in Island Writers Magazine! Print copies available at Munro’s and other bookshops in Victoria.

17 August 2021 — Delighted to announce that my fiction short story “Theory of Evolution” is now available online in the Communities & Collectives edition of Ricepaper Magazine!

Read my novelette (18k words / 70 min. read) about Spain and the-grass-is-greener syndrome, The Excellent Person

“Lalo,” she said. “You are back.”
“Don’t sound so surprised,” Ted said. He noticed she used usted instead of . “I told you I would be, didn’t I.” He pushed the glass over to her across the counter. “Take some.”

Read my novelette (15k words / 60 min. read) about two childhood best friends who make a big mess right before the Gentleman’s Singles final at Wimbledon, The Singles Champion

The chair umpire frowned, but only said thirty-fifteen. The crowd murmured and hushed again, while the lineswoman held up her hand to indicate she was okay.
“Close shave,” Harry said, whistling. “Remember Dubai?”
Lydia adjusted her sunglasses against the three-p.m. sun drumming down on her walnut hair, wishing she had brought a hat. She reached for her glass. “Do I,” she said.

Read my novella (23k words / 90 min. read) about Tofino and finding your place at the edge of the West Coast, Born Away

Mina pulls out a chair to finish the rest of the pizza. “I’m new here in ‘Naimo. I guess you know that. How long you’ve been in Tofino?”
“Three years,” he says. Sometimes, it feels like one. Today, it feels like longer.
“The ‘Mo and the ‘No,” Mina says. “You like it?”
He has to think a moment before he answers. Yes, is easy to say, but feels simplistic given his recent doubts. Mother always said let your yes be a simple yes, let your no be a simple no, as the Bible instructed. He does not want to put the town down either.
“Well enough,” he says.

Read my short story (12k words / 50 min. read) tribute to breakups and dogs, Canine Weather

For the fourth time in as many years, they were confronted with the problem of who would take Lucy if, this time, they really did break up.


Email elizabeth [dot] han [at] utoronto [dot] ca

Twitter @effyhan