This night feels cozy.Midnight has passed.No sleep, but another cup of tea in vanilla scented candlelight.“Are you saying you have no regrets?”, my witch giggles. When I was younger, I was often warned that I would regret the things that I did. I remember being 10 years old and finally telling my family that IContinue reading “A witch with no regrets”
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Heavy rain and zombie fire – A small town of resilience part 2
This is a hopeful post, although it might not look like it at first. Recently, the region I am living in is experiencing a historical wildfire, and it was getting terrifyingly close to the city that gave me a lot of inspiration to write my witching novel. The town is called Monschau, and who isContinue reading “Heavy rain and zombie fire – A small town of resilience part 2”
What the stars can do to us
“Are you really lucky enough to miss out on a few shooting stars?”, my witch asks as I try to fall asleep. Well, who of us ever is? We had seen 6 very bright shooting stars, but I was getting cold and tired. Can I afford to sleep during the peak of the perseids? IContinue reading “What the stars can do to us”
Witching Review – “The curewife” by Claire-Marie Watson
The book I’m reviewing in this post came as a dark and magical surprise! This post is about the novel “The Curewife” by Claire-Marie Watson! This is a very historic novel that deals with everything that I love about the dark and unsettling 17th. Old conception of magic, surviving turbulent times, and becoming a witch!Continue reading “Witching Review – “The curewife” by Claire-Marie Watson”
Tale about a daring love
“I dare you”, a witch once whispered When I met youI carriedA coffee in my handAnd words on my lipsOnly you could make sense of.If only you’d known,If you had known sooner. When we met,We both feltHorrors in our chestOnly we understood.If only we’d known,If he we had known sooner. For when we metI becameContinue reading “Tale about a daring love”
Diving deeper into the history of science!
Your haunted witching blogger is getting a lot closer to becoming a science historian! Recently, my proposal for my master thesis has been accepted. I was so very nervous when handing it in. It was something my witch could not help me with, since I had decided not to write in the 17th century butContinue reading “Diving deeper into the history of science!”
A haunted place in the Baltic Sea – Suomenlinna
Canons, a castle, defense walls, and old houses with windows painted on – there is a place in the Baltic Sea that has all these things. It’s not just a museum, or a remote heritage site for adventurers to explore. No, it’s actually a place where people can live! Sounds like the right kind ofContinue reading “A haunted place in the Baltic Sea – Suomenlinna”
The latest Dystopia confusion – or what vaccines, glasses, and sunscreen suddenly have in common.
Confusion is one of the most important aspects of Dystopia. It’s this state of the world that keeps burning into the skin like a nervous flickering – and suddenly you’ve bought frog legs from the weirdo at the end of the road, while your neighbour was hanged for a miscarriage 20 years ago. Let’s nameContinue reading “The latest Dystopia confusion – or what vaccines, glasses, and sunscreen suddenly have in common.”
Keeping the connection – About taking the next step
I remember standing on the same field where I spent most of the past unnerving months. Listening to the same three accords throughout a song reminded me of time passing, of the feeling of spending time with people while doing something special together. Studying for an exam, rehearsing a song, going on a trip –Continue reading “Keeping the connection – About taking the next step”
Of memories and ashes
Once you were thereTwo minutes afterWith coffee and rainI will rememberThe way that we wereThe world has felt whole. Once we were thereIt was a ThursdayWith tea and a smileI will always rememberIt made me forgetThat the world has got holes. I want this to beThe one thingTo hold on toTo fill up the holesWeContinue reading “Of memories and ashes”
Reviving witching energy by visiting another haunted place!
After a stressful time. I love the things I get to do for a living, but my witch stopped giggling in the back of my head, and that’s not good. Working on the novel and chasing heartbreaking haunted tales is a thing that makes me feel alive! So it was time for another witching trip!Continue reading “Reviving witching energy by visiting another haunted place!”
Haunting Humor of a failed witch
An Iced Latte.A floral dress slipping over the shoulder.“I’m finally at that stage where people congratulate me for keeping my humor”. I tell my witch in horror.“That’s what happens when you survive beyond a certain point”, my witch knows to respond and steals the Iced drink from my hands. Humor has been haunting me.Humor brokeContinue reading “Haunting Humor of a failed witch”
Travelling to Edinburgh slow and green!
The feeling of being stuck was my main motivation to start this blog and summon my witch, so I love to write blog posts about all of the things that I am once again able to do! Ever since the pandemic does not have a grip around my life anymore, I can do things IContinue reading “Travelling to Edinburgh slow and green!”
Finding and keeping my voice
I grew up with depression, but it wasn’t mine. Honestly, I think the main reason why I started talking to my witch on this blog was that I never had people around that could give me a bearable perspective of life in this world, so I needed to rip dimensions apart. My mother never gotContinue reading “Finding and keeping my voice”
Dystopia being
Dystopia doesn’t change who we are, but this is nothing to find comfort in. When war calls you as a soldier, you’re still a son or a daughter. A mother, father, lover, friend. At least inside, while on the outside, you die a gray face feared and forgotten. When plague locks you away, you’re stillContinue reading “Dystopia being”
Busy thoughts of a tired witch
I am so tired that I forgot what it feels like.Slowly I remember that feeling dizzy, thirsty for sweet drinks while craving super salty snacks combined with crying over rude people on the train is my tired. I was almost 30 when I understood this. Before, I always wondered why sleep deprivation did not seemContinue reading “Busy thoughts of a tired witch”
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,Continue reading “Dealing with darkness in writing”
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 witchContinue reading “Radical witching novel rewrites at 4 AM!”
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 womanContinue reading “Why my empathy has limits”
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 toContinue reading “Visiting a witching place! – The museum for magic, fortune-telling, and witchcraft in Edinburgh!”
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! AndContinue reading “Confessions of a messy witch”
Just a haunted girl scaring her friends – Writing update!
Intrigued. And quite as bit terrified.Those were the exact same words I got as feedback from my friends whom I’d recently handed the first pages of the witching novel to. Seems like I’ve accomplished my task, right? I’m the haunted girl scaring all her friends!No, but really. It felt as if I was understood throughContinue reading “Just a haunted girl scaring her friends – Writing update!”
Witching novel progress – and the thrill of being read
It happened. I am experiencing a moment I have been yearning for while at the same time feeling terribly scared of it: The witching novel is being read. Or, at least the beginning. I rewrote the first third a third time, and have now handed out a part of that to some of my friends.Continue reading “Witching novel progress – and the thrill of being read”
Human spell
Feel the world,And fight back when beatenHave eyes openTo mourn when there’s lossDare to cry tears most honestAnd be loud when unwantedBe thereAnd never forgetTo be human. My witch sighs. “Being human sounds exhausting. How kind of them to expell me from it.” And she has a desperate giggle.
The ongoing struggle of being human
… in the flavour of 2026 so far. A part of me wants to make dark January jokes, but I recently don’t wish for easy escape routes anymore, so let’s get real. This new year has made me reflect on a notion about history that in the past I have sometimes struggled with. Born andContinue reading “The ongoing struggle of being human”
Tale about the nice man. Beware!
Beware the nice manhe wears shiny shoeshis suit fits him wellAs it grew on his skin Beware the polite manFor he musn’t knowHe owns the streetAs he watches you fall Beware the nice manHe gambles you outHis promises areFrom another worldThe water is risingTo swallow you wholeThe nice man tells youAbout flying cars Beware theContinue reading “Tale about the nice man. Beware!”
Witching review – “A body made of glass” by Caroline Crampton
If you belong to those constantly caught between wonder and worry about the fragility and persistence of the human body, I may have the perfect book for you! This witching review is on a rather personal piece of non-fiction: “A Body made of glass – A History of Hypochondria” by Caroline Crampton When I foundContinue reading “Witching review – “A body made of glass” by Caroline Crampton”
Winter Witching Writing Novel update!
Just in case anyone had doubts in me: I’m still writing the witching novel! I admit that this project grew a bit over my head. At first, all I wanted was to somehow survive the pandemic emotionally. Then I began to draft the novel, and found out so many morbid and interesting things that IContinue reading “Winter Witching Writing Novel update!”
No time for fairytales
As a girl, I was scared of rejection. I was so scared of never being loved back while all the nice girls found their early happy ending just like all the fairytales.I always feared to become a 30-year-old virgin, especially because my mother had taught me that men were evil but dating girls was sadContinue reading “No time for fairytales”
Why I am not a nice girl
I am not your nice, Christian girl next door, as you might have noticed. And this is not a role I play for this blogging project, or to promote my writing and music. This is me, and I stick to it, even when it gets complicated, and believe me: It becomes an issue more oftenContinue reading “Why I am not a nice girl”
Mistress witch writes 