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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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Fern

This was an early picture that I took with my mum's first digital camera. I had lots of fun with the macro function in our backyard and in some of the parks in our little town. That was before I was made aware that people would usually deal drugs in those parks and was forbidden to go. I went anyways.

Just Take My Soul

Just take my soul, piece by piece, rip it apart, dissolve it and pour it down the drain. I'll be better off among my own, among the dead. You think I'm a liar, maybe I am. Who knows what's real anyway? I can see my world slowly dissolving around me. I wish I could burn my skin and flesh away, dissolve with my world into nothingness - a fast, floating dream without any impact. Is now the time to say goodbye?

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