Just in case you’ve ever wondered why he owns this world allows for nightmares to never end and its horrors to become true – he just got busy.
The one who could forbid the demons to catch your heart in its weakest moment and lure it into darkness.
The one who could defeat the monster not just hiding underneath your bed, but rumbling in your chest and poisoning your every thought.
The one whom you have ever needed the most, and who could have given the world back its sparkle when it threatened to clot your blood and burn your flesh – the one was never there.
He had the choice to to not give the demon a chance and to never let the monster live, but got distracted and got lost in the swirling abyss of this weird universe.
„That is why we have witchcraft“, my witch cites the manifest that got her burned, her fingers showing off red nail polish while pointing at the exact passage.
Witchcraft to deal with the horrors of being alive – because Daddy got busy.
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 