Soon I started writing stories

June 2016

I wrote this post in July 2009. The story features in other posts later on, so I just leave it here. There are other posts I have re-worked and edited and scheduled for later posting, but I would like to keep my blog starting in 2009. It was a lifetime ago :-):

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July 2009

I had a look at my old poems and was astonished how many
“spiritual” poems I wrote. About a year later after I started writing poetry I wrote my first short story which was my first “non-spiritual” one:

German Version:

Die Hütte ’87

Ich ging einmal spazieren und kam an einer alten, zerfallenen Hütte vorbei. Ich beachtete sie nicht und wollte weitergehen, da begann sie zu mir zu sprechen:
„Ich wäre gerne ein Haus! Ein schönes Haus, in dem die Menschen eine weit geöffnete Tür fänden und hereinkommen würden. Ein Haus, an dem nicht nur die Fehler entdeckt würden. Immer sehen die Menschen nur Fehler, Fehler, Fehler…
Wann sehen sie aber, wenn ein Mensch, ein Tier, eine Pflanze oder sogar eine Hütte leidet?
Eine große Villa möchte ich sein, in der die Leute Platz fänden, um ihre Sorgen loszuwerden. Aber da ich keine große, schöne Villa, bin, kommt keiner!
Alle sehen nur mein löchriges Dach und die abgerissenen Planken. Dann schwieg die Hütte.
Ich ging gedankenverloren weiter.

My translation into English:

The Hut

Once I went for a walk. I came to an old, broken hut. I did not notice it and wanted to go on it began to talk: ” I want to be a house. A lovely house in which people could find a wide open door and could come in. A house that would not only be noticed because of its faults. People only see faults, faults, faults….
But when do they see, if a person, an animal, a plant or even a hut suffers?
I want to be a big villa in which people could find a place to let their sorrows go.
But as I am not a bit, lovely Villa no one comes along!
Everybody only sees the holes in my roof and the torn off boards.”
The Hut got silent, and I went on in deep thoughts.

This one is pretty much the only one of my early works that I really like.

 

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I am ginger, happily married to the best husband in the world, daydreamer, tea (and can you believe it) & coffee lover. Baking enthusiast, book reviewer, immigrant and poet, author, blogger….

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