It’s a strange feeling, standing in a crowd of thousands, yet feeling like you’ve stepped into a silence only you can hear. The bass hits like a heartbeat through the floor, the lights paint the air in scarlet, and on stage, an artist performs a ritual of becoming. And in that moment, every step of your life - the doubts, the dreams, the stumbles, the quiet hopes - rearranges itself into a single, spiraling path that led you exactly here.
That’s what I felt at Lady Gaga’s Mayhem Ball in Berlin this November.
It wasn’t just a concert. It was a full-circle moment.
For a long time, I tried to figure out who I wanted to be and what kind of life I wanted to build. Through all the ups and downs, I somehow held on to one fragile dream: writing. And it was the downs, strangely enough, that gave me the lessons I needed. The mistakes, the heartbreaks, the dark nights of doubt, they helped me understand not only who I am, but what kind of writer I want to become.
Getting a ticket to that show felt like a small miracle. The website crashed, the queue was endless, and by the time my screen loaded, everything was sold out. But something in me whispered: Wait.
So I stayed. I didn’t close the window.
And somehow... a ticket appeared.
A tiny moment that changed me.
It taught me what perseverance can create, and I carried that lesson straight into my writing life.
Ever since that day, I’ve found my rhythm. I write every day, even if it’s a few pages. I study the craft. I plan my projects. And slowly, without realizing it, I shifted from, „I want to be a writer“ to „I am a writer.“
That shift changed everything.
A small proof of it came when I received my first film festival nomination, for a short script I wrote and submitted on a whim. The Austin Spotlight Film Festival became my first ever festival... and it took me all the way from Germany to Texas. I didn’t win, but I walked away with new insights, new connections, and the quiet certainty that I was exactly where I belonged. And here’s a fun detail: the day before I got the email, I found an American Lincoln cent buried in the soil of my backyard in northern Germany. Coincidence? Maybe. Or maybe life has a strange sense of foreshadowing.
As I kept writing, I kept discovering pieces of myself. New stories. New inspirations. And somewhere in that process, the idea of building my own website began to form as a place to gather my creative threads, lessons and voice.
In October, university began, and suddenly my world expanded again. Philosophy, the English language, human history - ancient texts, forgotten civilizations - all of it lit a fire in me. These subjects now shape the writer I’m becoming. They’re the soil my future stories will grow from.
And then November arrived.
The Mayhem Ball.
The moment everything clicked into place.
From the day I got that improbable ticket to the moment I walked out of the arena, I had gathered everything I needed. The tools. The clarity. The courage.
That was my full-circle moment.
But it isn’t the end, it’s the beginning of the next circle.
This next chapter is about using those tools.
It’s about building something real.
It’s about becoming Lucy Addams with intention.
This website is my workshop.
My corner of the world where I’ll share the lessons I’ve collected from my ups and downs, the shadows and the illuminations, the mistakes and the quiet triumphs.
And this is your invitation, especially if you’re someone who believes the most interesting truths live in the soft, shadowed places. If you know that perfection is an illusion, that growth often happens in the dark, and that the journey always matters more than the destination... then you’re in good company here.
Welcome to my circle.
Let’s see what we can discover together.