Two months ago, I got the big news: “your short stories are about to be published”.
A week ago, I signed my first contract with an editor: it made that announcement a bit more solemn.
Two days ago, I announced my book on social media: it made the project a bit more official. … More “Real”
All my life I have felt like a fizzy tablet in a world which felt like an outbursting waterfall.
The question was not was I going to dissolve but when and how many times.
I am sure I have dissolved every other time. But the thought of it, the fear of it, was stronger and it felt like it.
I was so scared I restrained. I was so scared my skin had become a leather thick as an elephant. … More Dissolving Waters
An existential matter stands out tonight: do you love because you hope? or do you hope because you love?
Which is first? … More Hope is love
Spring is blooming and I can only realise I am among those who walk their autumn during spring times. I always thought it was reversed, I surely walk my spring during fall times. I never really thought about it the other way around…. But it does make sense: one can’t go without the other. How could I hope for two springs when everyone else only has one? … More Frühjahrsmüdigkeit
14 years ago, I wrote my first play. The plot was about five women, five resistants, during WWII German Occupation. They were a puzzle of real witnesses of history. But they also were, each in their own ways and despite only one being written “for me”, pieces of soul, mind and heart. … More Every layer of my soul
Today, I “had to” write.
I was tempted to keep going on my enamoured and broken heart. But I was uninspired and on the edge of getting bored.
Then, for lack of love, I tried to write the war. To change it into poetry to share my helplessness. But my words lacked power and were not worthy of the haunted horror. … More Supermarket car park
I just read new theories about love. About departing and returning loves. Some I like more than others. But that is not the point. Or a bit. Since one of them I really liked. The Kintsugi Heart concept… … More My Kintsugi Heart
Three weeks ago, I got kicked off as I was horse-ridding, and I sprained my ankle. Before falling, should I clarify. My foot made a cracking sound in my stirrup as I was trying to stay on the bloody horse… I limped for two days ans I was back on track. Except for little pains and less mobility. This week, I then got an X-ray, and an MRI. To confirm. … More Even my sprains are complicated!
My mantra for 2026 … More New year’s resolutions
We all live our lives for the first time. My wake-up call of the day. It’s obvious, a cliché, an undeniable truth. Yet, it shines like a balm for my urge. Like a revelation for my trouble. … More We all live for the first time
