Nothing out of the ordinary today, except of course … a bit of magic:
Tatiana was about to run up to the big main door of no. 231, when she stopped in her tracks. There was a soldier sitting on the stairs.
Or rather: a man who had been a soldier.… Read more
In the middle of everything, I manage to write the start of the next chapter of Hammer and Magic. That gives me more energy than – almost – anything else I have managed.
Nothing more really needs to be said. But all of this needs to be remembered – every day.… Read more
A day of resting and restoring after that first Christmas eve with Jay, thinking about how my mother is doing, and all the things I still have to do – soon – in business, in everything.
Such days, however, are a good opportunity to test my new approach to creativity, by thinking a lot about the Hammer and Magic-story, making myself really excited about writing the next segment down.… Read more
I have a hard time restraining myself from writing – or drawing – now that I have the time, in principle. But I manage.
And I move forward with the office-creation here on the 1½ square-meters in room 1 of our apartment. I have the shelf with the printer and scanner in relative order and I have built a small file cabinet I ordered yesterday.… Read more
My first whole day alone, and it kind of sucked. I guess a part of me have had expectations that I have not quite sorted out.
First of all, I had not considered how much time I would get to spend already on stuff like cleaning up and doing laundry and X-mas shopping – all of which has been postponed while Char and Jay was here.… Read more
I finally started the story I wrote about in the last blog-post, although without drawing anything. I’ve posted it on alternative-history.com, in their fiction section. I wonder if I will get any response.
I might not deserve it, since I will hardly have time to respond to or comment on other people’s writings, myself.… Read more
Another day all family, but with time to think of how to find and use time not with the family whilst carrying laundry back and forth. It is a delicate act but I am learning it.
Okay, so I have written at length about this and I don’t really feel like going back through all my posts trying to find the correct summary or ensure consistency.… Read more