Friday Night

I could have gone out tonight, listened to a band and had a drink. Or two. But I didn’t. Well, the drinks I had, but from my fridge instead of buying them expensively in a bar. I have music at home as well, and I feel that I really – I mean really – need to calm down. The past couple of weeks have been stressful (albeit in a good way), and now I feel a bit jumpy. I need to land.

Two weeks ago I drove to Stockholm for a two-day workshop meeting with my journalism course. The next day I continued on my way to a place an hour or so south of there, to participate in a three-day LARP-game. Then I had a four hour drive to get back home, and the very next day I began my week of substituting as a cultural editor at the newspaper I write for. At the end of that week, I think I can say without exaggerating, I was spent. Luckily, I really like the job, so that’s okay. This last week I have been back  at my job as a high school teacher, and there’s never a shortage of stuff to be done there.

Phew.

Today I have spent writing. Two chapters have sprung forth for my Swedish writing project, and although they both turned out short I am really happy with the end result. I don’t know how much I have left to do on that text before it is finished, but I suspect it is less than I think.

I have also gone through some photo folders on my computer, and uploaded some of my favorite pics to this blog. Then I found a subreddit for short stories, and got stuck there for a good while. I posted a link to one of my own stories, sure. But in the process of doing so I also stumbled upon several great and inspiring texts from other writers. Some of them I will definitely get back to later.

Now I’m thinking about whether I should continue writing for a couple of hours, or if I should do something else. I’m yet not done with Darksouls 2, and I have a fresh novel by Nora Roberts waiting for me on my bed table. Hmm hmm, a tricky one. I’ll have to consider for a bit. Until i decide, I think I’m going to post another of my finished texts here as a separate blog post.

Stay tuned!

Oh, I just had to…

Did I mention I am working on a novel in Swedish? Well, anyways, I am.

And while writing some today, I decided to start the process of a chapter with a sketch (if you can call it that). I simply wanted to line up what was going to happen in the chapter before I got started writing it. The sketch, however, ended up looking almost like poetry. And while the project is in Swedish, I still felt I had to share this accidental poem in some way. So I translated it. Without context it makes little sense – but then again, must it really?

Here goes:

#13.53

Abstract illustrations of bliss.

More concrete plans for the night?

The present: a visit from A, starting to suspect something is wrong.

The truth hatches, a moment of realization and rational thought.

Then the world falls. Abstract again, emotions, metaphors.

Out. Some kind of poetic darkness to build atmosphere.

In the middle of this a phone call from the private place that is dark now.

The close is a promise and a gunshot. Decides, this must end.

On the floor in the room with all the pictures. Affected by memories, emotions and substances.

Disconnected thoughts between substantial dialogues where the answers don’t make any sense.

A dead bird outside the window. They take the bottles and the pills. Rage.

Wants out, but they calm him with sleep. Darkness.

Thursday night

So I’m sitting here, having just settled into my new home (read: blog). The walls have been painted and my name’s on the door. Now I just need to make it cosy, to make it me. And, of course, get some people over for tea.

I have been thinking about what would be the best place to start. Should I start uploading material like a maniac, making it my goal to throw my entire collection of texts in here as fast as possible? Or should I wait until some people have found their way here, and then put one text up at a time to give them space to breathe (the texts and the readers)?

I don’t even know how to get visitors to my new metaphorical home. Should I send invite cards? Should I host an online moving in party where everybody gets free online drinks? Should I bribe some shady critics to read my texts and give them astronomically good reviews? I think I just realized that I have no idea how to run a blog successfully. I wish I had someone to ask. But well, I have my cat and I have wine, and between those things and my god ol’ pal Google, I’m sure I’ll figure something out.

In the meantime, I guess I’m just gonna eat my chicken nuggets and be happy about the fact that tomorrow is my first day off for the weekend. Yum.

This is something new

Hi and welcome!

I have no idea how you have found your way to this site, but it’s wonderful you’re here!
This is going to become a combined blog and portfolio, but right now it doesn’t contain much. At the moment I’m just struggling with WordPress and learning how this theme works, and I don’t know when this site will be up and running for real.

I hope that you will return here in a while, when there is actually something to see here. Until then: may your tea be warm and may all your reading be fabulous!

/Christina