Let‘s conquer the heat wave with this castle in winter!
I can‘t wait for the world to cool down, calm down and slow down, and for autumn‘s colours to sooth everyday into a soft and magical atmosphere. I can‘t wait for hot chocolate and cinnamon and pumpkin soup. For rainy days that actually feel refreshing, and for forests to turn golden. For coloerful knit wear, for orange socks to reach out of the bootleg. For wind and early darkness to be enlighted by candle light. I just can‘t wait!
This photograph of „Burg Rode“ in Herzogenrath taken in winter is a reminder that at least for us these days are about to come again.
I‘m not just worried about climate change in the middle of heat waves, but not being able to move for a day long of over 38°C actually makes me more emotional about this. Emotional in my worry about what the future holds and how and if there will be air to breathe. Emotional towards swans dying in the lake near by, and about people who were born in the even more unlucky corners of the world.
But for now, take this winter castle photograph as a jinx to the universe for better days!
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 