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The Power

I recently had a discussion with a colleague at work about those phases of reading bulimia, where you just close one book and grab right the next one on your nightstand. This mostly, in my case, because I've surpisingly managed... Continue Reading →

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Back from the dead

You know that nagging feeling of bad conscience, because you've an issue or a problem that you are very much aware is lingering just below the surface, and that you've tried to ignore so long to make it disappear? This... Continue Reading →

Process of learning

I recently logged into the blogoshpere again after a long time of absence, and as the reflex goes, ended up reading posts about how to sharpen your writing tools, your writing routines and all that stuff. I don't know how... Continue Reading →

Focus on your real goals without burning the fuse

About a year ago, when I completed my first actual novel and send it off to literary agents (I cringe at the thought, because I now realize that it wasn't really very good), I sat down shortly after and jotted... Continue Reading →

What makes your heart beat faster, really?

It's now 4 days since I submitted my latest novel to a couple of agents. I look at my email account at least 10 times a day and with every pulling down the screen to refresh the page, my heart... Continue Reading →

Like saying goodbye to an old friend…

So here we go again, less than a year after starting it, I've sent off my latest manuscript to a few agencies today. The typical things happened, like attaching a file that still contained an "xxx" where I had intended... Continue Reading →

Blind passenger

On my zillionth editing review of my novel I suddenly realized that a stranger had sneaked his way into the story! My main character had been taken over by the one in last year's novel, unconsciously, just like that. And... Continue Reading →

Timeout 

We all need a place where we can crawl into security, hide, find ourselves and recharge our batteries.  As every single time we go back to one of our many roots, in Denmark, I think: Oh yes, I really needed... Continue Reading →

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