Can I say something?
I want to say something.
Please, let me say something.
Let me say something in a voice that you like.
With a nice voice.
With a voice to be heard,
without sounding hard.
Listen to my voice as a voice that you like.
Listen to my voice that you like
while I say that I have to say this.
I have to say this without being selfish,
or demanding.
Don‘t let me be selfish,
but let me say this with a voice that you love:
„We are a tale still to happen one day, right?“
My witch hands me a chocolate bar with winter-apple-hazelnut-flavor and says: „The only way for this tale not to happen is everyone involved dying.“
Those chocolate bars had been the favorite ones of my grandmother that died a week ago.
I wish I’d told you all my stories.
I want to tell you all my storiesIt’s not that they would changeIt’s just that I would likeTo see themFormA new expressionOn your face I need to tell you all my storiesI am not sureIf they makeSenseThe way I thoughtThey do. I will tell you all my storiesThey frighten meI’m sure you won’t endureI see…
Dealing with darkness in writing
This spring afternoon is glowing pink and tastes like strong tea. It feels much too familiar, and I begin to open up.I feel far away from myself as I start to talk, to babble on about my novel. About all the things I’ve been reading about in the past 5 years. About the 17th century,…
Radical witching novel rewrites at 4 AM!
I wore the same night dress my witch used to wear to get drunk on my windowsill, when I suddenly had an idea at 4 AM. Great ideas always happen at 4 AM, remember? This one however, kept me awake for at least a week, debating it back and forth. At some point my witch…
Mistress witch writes 