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I'm the witch that's been brewing the Poison & Wine Sweeter than Fiction!
But really, I'm a writer of stories, advice, poetry, and much more. And an occasional traveler.

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ABOUT THE SITE & ME

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I'm the witch of this prestigious country estate, AKA the writer of this blog!

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You'll find it on a winding forest path, where the cool wind flows through your hair. Warm smells of maple, oak, and pine rising through the air. Up ahead in the distance, you see a shimmering light. There in the doorway, you'll see the candlelight. Follow it.​

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You've found the right place. There's plenty of room here. Any time of the year, you can find it here. 

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You've come out here, into the space between seclusion and society, the boundary between domestic and the wild... to see the witch. Maybe just to see if my lodge is, in fact, just beyond the pond, across the little bridge. Where the turkeys and other wildlife walk around like they own the place. Can I offer you a glass of potion, poison, or wine? You never know when one may come in hand. As thanks, I take anything in return that is appreciated. 

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But you're not really in this space because you need a potion, are you? If only it were that simple. You're here, in the world of your own, because on my balcony, you can sit with your face in the sun and listen to the song of the earth and feel your entire being-the torn, the whole, the bruises on your heart and the yearning in your mouth. I see the smile trying to crawl up the sides of your face and the deep hunger for something more in your belly. The things you're struggling to tame and contain are the things that make me smile. I love that pure, beating heart in your chest and the fierce light in your eyes while the sparks zap from your fingertips as you stare into the flames of the fires in my fireplaces. Trust me to walk beside you.

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Witches in the world I know are the pretty, pretty girls who dance in the courtyards. Some dance to remember, and some dance to forget. They carry the wisdom and intelligence of those before them of peace and war. They are the true queens, keeping the flames of love, desire, and pleasure burning in their veins, in the hearths, offering marriage and carrying generations to come, raising kings and empires. While others offer directions, foresight, and distort your reality, we trade-in 

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potions, 

poisons, 

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wine. 

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