I wrote the start of chapter 6 a few days ago. It feels a bit like …
She permitted her cold gaze to let go of Woland and Koroviev ever so briefly and wander to that of the four enormous arched windows in the hall, which was right behind the two agents who had come to report.… Read more
No, not that. But writing again – in a few hours I have of my own.
Nikolai did not like what he saw, as he got through all the locks and then opened one part of the mansion door.
At least she is not that dirty beggar … but she is so pale, so obviously she is ill.… Read more
This next part of my Hammer & Magic-story has been a long time in coming and I almost felt something was beginning to freeze over inside me and make me fear that I would grind to a halt with this story, too – because many weeks had been allowed to pass.… Read more
Having patience has always been very hard for me. And so, even with a few weeks left before Jay starts daycare and I get more time, I really have to will myself to accept the state of things. Even if I love Jay. Even if I chose to stay home to help Char whose hand is, unfortunately, worsening.… Read more
Was supposed to work today for web-customers that I had delayed until Char and Jay were away for a few days. I still take in some customers (as agreed between Char and I), while my base is at home to take care of Jay. They are mostly the old ones who return to buy new hours and I should be happy for that, but I am not really.… Read more
Went teaching website-creating for small startups today at the organisation that used to pay out my unemployment insurance, when I was in their program for … startup.
I still have a slight queasy feeling of being one of those formerly unemployed people who make a living selling services to the unemployed … like all the consultants that you had to see in the insurance organisation back when I first quit my job.… Read more
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 some sort of time.
In principle …
But I manage.
It seemed odd, and yet very natural to feel this way and she presently forgot all about the Ladovnas. There was time enough for them.… 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
I have also had the treacherous thought of doing something that was … not so serious and more pure fun with that still-very-incredibly limited time to draw.
I have had for some time now an idea for a scenario I call “Hammer & Magic” …
Like: What if there were sorcerers and magicians in revolutionary Russia.… Read more