As the summer sun begins to set too early again and the autumn air bothers me more and more, I think it’s time to share how my literary undertakings have been unfolding these past few months. At the start of summer, I had grand ambitions. “Write every day,” I told myself, but early on life …
Wrestling with Philosophy, Fantasy, and the Fear of a Crumbly Brain Ah, my friend! You’re waiting for me to finish my novel, while I’m still wrestling with the significant questions of life while trying to pen a tale set in the late Scandinavian Bronze Age. You see, what I’m trying to do is to mix …
I read slowly and even if I read as many books as I can over a year they amount to about one book a month in total. I’m jealous of my friends; some of them might read one or even two books a week. I simply can’t fit it into my schedule. Another problem I …