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About this Blog and Me

About this Blog

Hello there! It's great that you have found your way to my blog. If you stick around for a while, you can dig through the stuff I have written over the years and the photographs I have taken.

I want to use this blog as a platform to digitally publish my writing and my photography and maybe be able to broadcast it to a broader spectrum than I did before. I will probably also write some personal posts and such, but I'll try to keep those in the form of an essay or short comment.

I hope I can actually find enough time to devote to this blog, but I'm positive that I can get at least some stuff out there.

Please have a dig through my posts and leave a comment if you like!

About Me

My name is Svenja and I write (mainly poetry) and take pictures. I have always really enjoyed writing, but I have never really had the will power to dedicate a whole blog to it.

I was born and raised in a small town in Eastern Germany and moved to a bigger town at the coast of the Baltic Sea when I was 18. I lived there for about two years until I moved to Hamburg, one of the biggest cities in Germany. After 2 more years there I packed up my belongings and made a bigger move to Cork, Ireland.

In my free time I enjoy reading, writing (of course), watching TV shows and movies, playing games (online and table-top) or going out for a few pints with my friends. I'm going to try and pick up playing camogie. I might write a few posts about that on here, as well.

That's me.


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