Verlorene Heimat

Ich kann nicht atmen. Mir bleibt die Luft weg. Ich bekomme keine Luft. Man sagt das immer so, dabei atmet man doch offensichtlich weiter. Sonst hätte das Gehirn ja gar keine Zeit, diesen Gedanken zu denken. Ich kann nicht atmen. Seit Monaten, ach was! Mindestens drei Jahre hatte ich Angst vor diesem Moment. Es war […]

Tattoo Stories

Two weeks ago I attended the Bournemouth Writing Festival where I had the best of times meeting other book nerds and writers, and of course, writing. The first workshop, run by a member of the Outsider’s Project, was about “Writing Reality”. The Outsider’s Project gives a platform to artists from marginalised backgrounds, and their current […]

Leaving

Don’t go, he said. And it was all she ever wanted to hear. Let’s talk, he said. Just like every other man who ever ignored a woman talking, until she made up her mind. Not today, though, he said, I have so much work to do. But Wednesday, maybe, if your decision can wait? Yes, […]

Writing in Venice

To celebrate my birthday this year, I granted myself the gift of participating in a writing retreat in Venice, Italy. A dream destination for many, it should be a great place to get your creative juices flowing. The retreat was themed around German writer Rainer Maria Rilke, who spent some time in Venice in the […]

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