Dear World

Oh! This is so exciting! I love the feeling of a story in the making. The words pouring out of me like raindrops from the sky, my fingers drumming on the keyboard like the drops that hit the ground, where they gather and form something bigger than themselves. Letters connecting to words connecting to sentences building paragraphs, filling pages, to ultimately culminate in a story ready to be read. And here you are, dear reader, joining the words in their adventure. Thank you for visiting, and for coming along. You and me together make these words come to life.

How did me writing come to life? For as long as I can remember words and I have had a connection. From reading to writing, I loved words. Communication skills honed over the course of time, I say that writing is the language of my soul. And as it was, this language got buried under rubble, the unkind one in form of words from the outside, discouraging a young writers soul to the point, where writing was done in silence and behind closed doors, hidden inside of journals and notepads. Yet, it continued and could not be subdued. Poems, endless story beginnings, ever-more stories rising from within my brain’s imaginative center – they all kept me company throughout the years. I reconnected more strongly to writing after a change in heart, and the decision to live what I truly feel.

With the resolution to write came the sincere wish to share my writings with the world. This is where story.one comes into play. A dear friend sent me the link while thinking of a story called “merle und die wandelnde Welt” (english: merle and the changing world), I wrote and shared with her in winter 2021. BUT! yes, a big fat but! The story that wanted to write itself after receiving the invitation for the Young Storyteller Award was “Witness”, a tale of our times among what is going on. A witness statement of how I perceive the world, of what makes sense to me and what doesn’t. Yet witness started writing itself in a Word document, and it wouldn’t let itself be forced into the format that story.one prescribes here. It made me angry at first, as “Witness” wants to reveal itself and I do believe she will find another way.

Yet, I want to accept this opportunity and use this kind space to share with you whatever wants to be shared in the moments to come. I envision to share with you poetry, short stories, my thoughts and questions, and the visions of a world could be. Some of the words I intend to share have already been created, stored in journals or on notepads, some in English, some in German. It will be a wild mix – as wild and free as I feel it. I look forward to sharing with you also those stories that are creating themselves in the current moment, as well as those on the horizon – coming into existence when their seeds lying in dark fertile soil are ready to sprout and grow to show their unique beauty to you, me and the world.