„It gave my life consistency“, my witch explained one night, after holding on to a piece of raspberry cream cake for very long. „More than it usually had.“ Some moments feel so special, something must grow out of them!Just shed tears on them, and wait for ranks to grow and blossom.These moments have a sparkle,Continue reading “Of love and consistency”
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Fleeting tale
Tonight, it‘s raspberry cream that is keeping us awake.„I want more!“, I yell at my witch over the noise of beating the cream, while she still hums to the music reaching us from the living room.My kitchen has beige-golden tiles on the floor. On the black table between a snake plant and napkins with rosesContinue reading “Fleeting tale”
Words for my spring flame
The late weeks of winter have a promising glow.Welcoming raindrops and roses to grow?Asking for a poem?Asking for a kiss?We were never fit for winter.We made it melt away too soon.But purple skies,Cassiopeia in the east…remind of your return once more.
Stories in mind – why representation matters!
Tonight, I am wondering about the impact a story can have on our life! On our world view.How much they can or cannot shape the eyes we watch through.What we take from them wherever we go next. This keeps bothering, because recently I struggled more than before with representations I saw consumed so easily byContinue reading “Stories in mind – why representation matters!”
Tale about a witching romance
“Sometimes, a shadow knocks onto my door”, my witch giggles, with tears on her cheeks and flowers in her hair. “And when he does, I’m glad about my leaking soul.” “I call him my shadow,Because he moves too slow for eyes to see,And lingers in those places where most souls won’t go.I call him myContinue reading “Tale about a witching romance”
A writing tip I dislike and what my novel may be made of!
„Written word is prohibited from dictating any rhythm or tempo“, I remember a writer once tell me. Writer as in not a famous author, but able to make a living in parts from writing, over here in Germany. At least, once he did. Even if I wanted to name him, I couldn’t forgot. I forgotContinue reading “A writing tip I dislike and what my novel may be made of!”
The guilt of the witch
What was the witch actually guilty of? This question may arise eventually. After the body was buried, mutilated and still burned in the end to make sure, the one or the other will possibly have experienced the question persisting.And while guilt is waiting at every corner in Dystopia, a response to this question may leadContinue reading “The guilt of the witch”
My list of aborted dreams
Locking myself up in a surreal place, listening to the same song over and over again, until the pages are full – that is how writing the witching novel lately has looked like for me.And it makes me feel so close to my biggest and oldest dream! The unreal place is the attic of aContinue reading “My list of aborted dreams”
Mood board for my witching novel!
I finally made one. I loved the idea and was thinking about it for a while now. As a writer as well as a reader, I relay on the right atmosphere. It is not everything that matters, but it can win me over to invest time and attention to the work as a whole. TellContinue reading “Mood board for my witching novel!”
“I wish we’d fit the picture frame.”
“I wish we’d fit the picture frame”, were words whispered onto a window covered in rain drops. And if so,would these hands still play with ebony hair?Would there be arms to hold onto, strong but fragile?Fragile in the end, but holding on,although her shoulders escape the neckline of her dress?The picture frame? “If we’d fitContinue reading ““I wish we’d fit the picture frame.””
A witching instruction
For the following instruction, you need a broken heart!You need to be desperate and deceived to follow this guide and get back what only a witch might have stolen from you!These words are provided by those to catch you on a dark path and guide you back into the known world, where each part ofContinue reading “A witching instruction”
Deadline thoughts!
These are the thoughts of a perfectly sane – wait, no!I can‘t say that about myself anymore.But perfectly reasonable thoughts of a women – and my witch rolls her eyes at me.Yes, let‘s stick with person with a uterus, to not even try to hide our struggle.„And reasonable?“, Layla mocks me. „What about this isContinue reading “Deadline thoughts!”
Medieval magic! – Visiting St. Reinoldi in Dortmund
I am visiting a fascinating medieval tale today! It is about a dead body searching for a home and a self-driving carriage! Or, should I cite my witch and call this just the kind of weird little magic men could get away with while she had to burn? Let‘s take a look at this! TheContinue reading “Medieval magic! – Visiting St. Reinoldi in Dortmund”
Dystopia now
Since this was once my Dystopia diary, I recently had to think about how much my life changed in the past 3 years, or since the last normal winter, before things got kind of weird. How about you? Has your life changed a lot? On a longer train ride recently, I have (finally!) continued readingContinue reading “Dystopia now”
Still crashing worlds! Or, update on the witching novel.
I am still done with letting her world crash. I mean, the first part of the witching novel, of course.My goal of telling the whole life story of a witch in central Europe in the 17th century has the challenge of including all the different stages of life. That does not just pose the difficultyContinue reading “Still crashing worlds! Or, update on the witching novel.”
Tale about a distant love
“I had a dream about missing you.In that dream, I missed you oh! So badly, I caught the next train.I caught the next train to you, and as the gray distance was flying by, I thought of your eyes on me!Of hearing your breath, and of all of you … …and I realized how shockedContinue reading “Tale about a distant love”
9 reasons why I would have died as a witch!
Have you ever wondered how much magic there is inside of you?Or, if there is something magical in this world, how would it show in you?What species are you in your favourite fantasy or sci fi setting?Which Hogwarts house? Which shirt color in star trek? Belonging to one of those children that half-seriously hoped forContinue reading “9 reasons why I would have died as a witch!”
With needles and giggles
When the fire had burned down, she wished she could have loved as someone else. As the faithful housewife. As the promising young woman. When the last flames where crackling, she wished she had not loved as the witch. Equipped with needles. Once the storm was over, she wished she could have kissed as someoneContinue reading “With needles and giggles”
The witch and consequences
Some truths belong into candle light with a cup of tea, boiling hot and with sugar.Yes, witches need their sugar.And we’re not sorry. “When do you accept that you don’t always know the consequences of things”, my witch giggles, and as I scoff offended, the light dances and flickers.Of course I am aware of theContinue reading “The witch and consequences”
New year’s thoughts with my witch!
Celebrating new year’s eve is something I have never enjoyed. I cannot really tell why. After all the little magical Christmas things I enjoy so much, this evening seems much more stressful. Much more real. Like a party for real adults to look back and making new plans. Although I have not taken part inContinue reading “New year’s thoughts with my witch!”
Painless tale
“About the one who never caused any pain”, my witch whispers and rises her glass into the night. “At least none that wasn’t asked for.” And she giggles. It was the one with the darkest of masks whose judgment the witch feared the most. The mask meaning death.Mirroring it, defying it!Making her witching heart race,Continue reading “Painless tale”
My favourite thing to do with needles!
Witches and needles belong together, remember? So, I think it’s time to show my favourite thing to use them for! Are you curious? Needles were so often used to prove the evil hiding inside a housewife having used her tools to patch some socks, to fix a shirt, and most-importantly of course, to work forbiddenContinue reading “My favourite thing to do with needles!”
My personal exorcism
I have recently discovered that I am one witchy experience ahead of my witching visitor!Well, not really ahead.I have never been standing trial and almost gotten burned after having had a few too many miscarriages and a husband dying under mysterious circumstances, but I have made one spooky and painful experience she never has! LaylaContinue reading “My personal exorcism”
Dystopia twist
Seeing horrors happening in the world shapes a mind in terrifying ways. I would like to think that it is a shared interest to make any terrible thing in the world stop, or to prevent it from ever happening at all.A shared interest of us as human beings.Insert any horror you would like here.War.Plague.Climate disaster.…orContinue reading “Dystopia twist”
My magical truth!
When I was probably too little for this, my parents had decided for me to learn a truth about life which they thought to be important. So, as a little girl, not yet a witch but always fond of those weird ladies with big noses showing up in my picture books, I was told somethingContinue reading “My magical truth!”
A tale worth telling!
One thing the witch knew was that the world was on fire, in those days that her tale is about.Her tale that is being told,with all the horrors along the way. She had been breathing the ashes,and she had lost a fingertip while picking up the shardsof things. And why is it worth telling ofContinue reading “A tale worth telling!”
Escalating tale
Very often, I had lately assumed to have written the last chapter of my Dystopia diary. Since this is also about witching, and I have only scratched on the surface of that, no problem! But I keep adding new chapters to it, my Dystopia diary.An easy explanation for this seems to be that Dystopia isContinue reading “Escalating tale”
Long night thoughts
Nights are long and cold now.I am not really sure what they taste like.„And the days are just cheating“, I complain to my witch. While walking across the field, I have to admit that I was in a hurry, but I took one second to cast a view into the distance, and to feel theContinue reading “Long night thoughts”
“Missing you awoke my soul.”
Vanilla scented dancing lights, whenever she‘s awake!I ask my witch: „Who is she?“This other part.This part of me.The part that paints vanilla scented shadows at the horizon and tickles legs to run onto them.„She is a part us, you know?“She woke up to keep memories that were never made.To remember things that were not felt.SheContinue reading ““Missing you awoke my soul.””
What the witch’s body was made for
A demon needs all the functions of a witching body. They need it more than anything else in the universe. They need its flesh to drown in fluid, and its fluids to be the sea, ready to rise in a storm. A demon needs the witch to follow their demands for simple things, such asContinue reading “What the witch’s body was made for”
Mistress witch writes 