Business card

So I have been playing around with an authors business card. And that is hard – you know cause the crochet ones I just sorta force people to, when they buy something from me.

But as an author you have to be able to leave it somewhere, and it should catch your demographic.

I like it! And yes it is on purpose that you need to focus on the writing – cause it’s just bullshit, what is important is my name, the blog and my email. I do have a version without tentacles as well, but dude – we NEED the tentacles!

The plan is to have mine on one side, and Anne’s on the other – I don’t know how she wants to go about it, or if she dares to have me make her one. hahaha I swear I can actually make normal graphics, I just like over the top shit – when it comes to business cards – more is more.

Mockup covers

So we’re almost there (fuckin finally), and because i wanted to show Anne what I was thinking in regards to the cover, and the individual covers, should we decide to sell them single on amazon or something. Then I had to get to it and show it.

Mind you these are Mockups and I don’t even know what the title of the book is going to be, I just made something up for the sake of the test cover. And also I don’t think Anne’s stories have titles just yet, we can’t all work like I do – having the title before the story.

All images used are royalty free.

front page mockup – with the homemade title i just had to slap on there
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The case of Mothers Sorrows Creek 2011

Found this when I dug through old stuff, I really do not recall why I made this shortstory – but I sort of like it. So I upload it here. I can’t recall if this is the version my friend L, looked over – it might not be, cause I found this floating on an old box.net account, it actually very well could be from 2011, I honestly don’t know. So if spelling or grammar is atrocious – sorry, not sorry.

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I am a dying God, coming into human flesh

It is sort of funny, but I had never thought about how much stuff i took down from the internet. I mean someone from work asked me if I had something he could read, because we seem to have a similar taste in books.

And I gave him this link, and looking at it – there is litteraly nothing left, shit man. I have some stupid nosleep stories which are no good, and a copy story that I didnt come up with myself – well in some roundabout way I just redid the story, and used the bare bones from the original Danish YA horror story. It is not an attempt of plagiarism, but more like a homage – it is never uploaded anywhere but here, and I never made money on it.

So the book Anne and I are working on, and have been working on since 2019 or something (it’s pathetic I know) is actually taking shape, but we both just had so much crap in RL that writing is not exactly the first thing I get done. I dont know how other writers work but i need a very specific headspace to be able to make something. Also I cant take my meds if I am writing, because my creativity works differently – its hard to explain, but on my meds I can make things like clothes, scarfs, shelving, all sorts of stuff that requires that I use a little math and logic. But I cannot write.

When I don’t take my meds I can write, but its close to the only thing I can do besides the bare bone of house chores and computer games. It is a fine line to walk, and for a while I have chosen to take my meds because I have so much crap I need to take care of in my real adult life – and I don’t have time to disappear into another place while I write. technically i think i would need like a month or two off work and meds to get shit done.

I realise it sounds like the worst excuse but it is really not. And I think its a pissing shame that I deleted so much stuff over the years, every time I felt like reinventing myself as an author, I basically deleted every trace of what was. And that is my point, its hard to call yourself author when you got nothing to show for it, besides some ass old story that was never finished – and tale about back when I had a contract with a publisher… well I did, and it was much more expensive to get out of that fucking contract than my innitial fee was – also how that book was butchered is a crime. I am so glad that I deleted every trace of my alias I wrote under, and that book, and the contract – that was a really bad time indeed. And I am glad that Anne and I owns the characters and the story again, however expensive, seriously fuck BSB for charging us so much more than we got paid up front, and the book ever sold for. and fuck BSB for charging a fee for us to have a moron to edit out book, and for “PR advise” like ‘try making a facebook and connet with people’… sigh

Enough about that, i am just still bitter and desillusioned.

But now for the good news, because I have that as well, as I said the plan was for Anne to do 3 stories, and me to do 3 stories – I did technically make 2 of them, though i HATE the ending of the newest one i made. I am going to redo the ending as soon as I have a moment where I can “unfocus” for a day or two. And then that can go to editing as well. And a friend of mine offered an illustration, lets see what happens with that, because I don’t quite know if it will make sense to include in the book or just flash as a promo thing, i will however post it here and link to the artist as soon as I have it =)

I have bought myself a new surname when I got divorced this summer – I chose that name for many reasons, but one of them is that is because it’s easy to translate without it losing it’s meaning.

There you have it, so much talk about writing without anything to show.. its the fucking story of my life.

A professional writer is an amateur who didn’t quit

It’s been a while since I used this blog for it’s intended purpose, I should really get better at it. Not that I fool myself into believing that anyone is really interested in it.

Writing for me is a weird process, I find it easy to get inspired, I also find it easy to write when I finally sit down and do it – but I tear my own writing to shreds afterwards and I am trying real hard to get better at it. If nothing else I think it’s more than anything because I took the critique of Kryos to heart. And I might have been slightly arrogant still, coming from a platform where people will sort of give anything you write a go cause it’s free. Maybe that inflated my sense of talent, only to tear it down violently. And maybe that is why I am hard on authors where you can feel they didn’t even try.

But that was not really what I wanted to talk about, I wanted to talk about the fine line between too much and too little. One of the things with Kryos was that we did not describe the world enough, I am not even sure we described anything but the characters, it’s been a while since I read it (and I only care to re-read the final version we sent to the editor, cause i absolutely hate the version that was sold) and I don’t recall if we described buildings or anything, weather or colors – anything but the characters. And then I think about an author like Jean M. Auel (or Tolkien for that matter) who wrote entire goddamn chapters on flora and fauna – boring the reader to death – cause we were really only there to read about Jondalar – in an attempt to world build and be immersive.

It has always been a fear of mine to go off on a tangent like Jean M. Auel, and not only bore my readers with pointless describtions, but also stray wildly from the plot to explain a story about a flower or whatever. Some readers might enjoy that, but I think it’s absolutely the worst crime any author can commit besides copying someone else. I know I rag on Jean M. Auel, but I must confess that I only ever read Clan of the cave bears, and I fucking hated it, it was a very boring summer and I figured it was the only book on my mums bookshelf that looked remotely interesting – NOT! But the reason I use her as a example is because she is honestly the worst author I can think of in regards to this issue.

Now Anne Rice is boring, Stephen King is predictable, Tolkien is a mess – and so forth… Loved and known authors have their issues, of course they do. Koontz write the worst female lead characters ever – like WORST, I had to stop reading his books because his description of women pissed me off to the point where I couldn’t even finish the book, he is like a male Barbara Cartland with more dead people.

So yes I struggle with when is it too descriptive and when is too much left out. I try and find the middle ground – and I can’t wait to show you what I have been writing, hoping that I mastered it somewhat.

In regards to the photo that is me editing the latest thing I am working on, it’s halfway finished, but I wanted to go through it for consistency, and since I walked with dinosaurs I need a printed version and a pen. But somehow inconsistencies are easier for me to nail when it’s printed out, it’s like when I read non-fiction, I simply cannot read that on a screen either. Not sure if it’s going to keep this title, but I sorta like it – might be a little too pretentious. I will give away that it’s referring to Phaethon.

The walls have ears.

Alright so here is a long overdue update or something. So I have absolutely consumed more horror than I have produced for a loooooooooooong while. I have a couple of unfinished things that I hope to finish soon, but truth is that I have been so hung up in RL that it has simply not been realistic to find time to write or keep up with a blog. Dude I have barely been able to make dinner.

Things have changed, and I hope that I will be able to find the time, I really want to, but as you know I just haven’t done it.

I will not be making more youtube videos, it was fun and all, but I’m over it.

Also can I just mention how fucking sick I am of youtube and Codan’s twist, which leaves me with like a tenth of videos on youtube, almost everything is blocked in my country. Luckily not creepypasta narrations, and thank fuck for that.

Walls have ears.
Doors have eyes.
Trees have voices.
Beasts tell lies.
Beware the rain.
Beware the snow.
Beware the man
You think you know.
quote – Catherine Fisher

Personal update of a sorts

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I am in the middle of a whirlwind of real life stuff, some personal relationship things, but also a complete redefining of myself as a person – but also struggling to find my creative outlet. These last months I have been trying to launch my etsy shop, which has not gone super well (understatement of the year – cause actually it has only been a expense to me). But I have earned a little making shawls on commissions, though I know I should charge more for these things, cause actually I think I make like maybe 10 quid, the rest is to cover yarn and postage.

I have some plot points lying about, I struggled with the deep space story, so I don’t know man… tried with shorter things on reddit – that didn’t go super well either, even if one of them actually got narrated on youtube by someone. I want to write something good, and well plots are like fine wine, they need time, I do collect ideas and stuff when I watch my gazillion documentaries while crocheting, so I think I might be able to piece something together eventually. =) When I do, you will be the first to know. I am however returning more and more to my first lazy draft of a thing called ‘spinner’, but I think ima use it in a different context.

I did plan on making more vlogs in the future, but first of all I need the space to do it, which I just don’t these days. But what I CAN get better at is blogging.

You are always welcome to come find me on either tumblr, twitter or facebook – I suck at updating either, so there’s that.