To every witching heart there is a someone that it is loving more than it should.
A someone it is opening up to, it is letting see its shadows.
And this someone will ask a lot of it, even more than the witching heart can bare, for all the best reasons.
This someone will constantly remind the shadows of how they came to be.
This someone will be a loving hand around the throat the witching heart lies underneath and once this someone will let go, the witch will breathe in deeper than ever before and this someone will understand as no one ever has.
To every witching heart there is someone who knows its darkness and shares its scars.
Pursuing this someone will cause the next wound to shape the bleeding witching heart.
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 