Witching words carried around, for witching skin to be found once more.
Why my empathy has limits
“All my life, I have fought for my right to be soft”, I tell my witch as we sit in the garden and watch our strawberries grow. “But now, I’ve found out that my empathy has limits.”And recently, these limits were reached. I recently had to work with a difficult colleague. I assisted a woman…
Visiting a witching place! – The museum for magic, fortune-telling, and witchcraft in Edinburgh!
Let me take you to another witching place!I have found a museum where my witch felt at home, and I want to share this with you. I have recently been to Edinburgh, and of course I had to visit the museum of magic, fortune-telling and witchcraft! To be honest, I did not know what to…
Confessions of a messy witch
I’ve lost control over my writing again, so here’s a confession of a sleep deprived witch that recently had too much fast food after midnight! I’m a fucking mess! After relocating from Dresden in the far east of Germany back to Mönchengladbach in the far West, I’ve had this motivation to finish the novel! And…
Mistress witch writes 
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