Just a piece…

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The “story” below is just one of those inspiration texts I wrote in one or another of my writing classes. Recently I translated this into English, just hoping I was able to find the same tone as I have in the original Swedish version – and the right English word for it. As I’ve mentioned before: I love to write, but I hate to translate my Swedish texts into English. And yet, I sometimes do it anyway

At the writing lessons during those years, we were trying all and everything, and always encouraged by our teacher. Including testing how to write in second person – you, and not only in the traditional third person – he/she; or in first person – I. That isn’t the most common way of writing, neither in Swedish nor English, but thank goodness – there are authors who do. I love that!  –  And of course: First person and present tense – together!!! WOWWWW!!!!

The header image is a photo I've taken,
and than edited in Pixlr.

“Carefully and silently you are threading forward in your soft moccasins, gazing alternately at one side and then at the other. You reflect you have never been wandering here before. You don’t recall the path and you don’t recognize the trees with their awkward, crooked branches.
That little pond with its frogs and salamanders, you have never seen before, not even in your dreams. You also ponder, it’s odd you haven’t seen any other creatures around. Nothing bigger than a stable rat has crossed your road.

Suddenly an owl is hooting nearby, and you flinch for a brief second. In what world am I, you ponder in silence, where owls are hooting in broad daylight, and the suns are spreading their hotness, and the meek wind is making the grass rustle like a heap of dry leaves. The dangerous grass. The bristly grass. The grass you have learned to be wary of and avoid.

Warily you thread further in silence. Hiding for a while behind the trees that follow your path. Attentively looking your way around before threading carefully along. With each step, you get more aware, more alert if anyone, anything, will show up in front of you, or behind. From heaven, or from deep down in the earth.

Behind you, your horse whickers and joggles his mane. His hot breath blows in your neck, and he gently puffs his head against your left shoulder

”So, so, Mackie”, you calmingly whisper. Because you sense how unsettled he is. Under the black and white coat, you touch the rapid beat of the pulse and the muscles restrained lust to run. Something is worrying him, and you are aware of it yourself. The suspense which like electricity vibrates through the air.

You take a deep breath and tell yourself to be still. To stop and listen. This emptiness can only augur suspicion.

Far away, on the other side of the desert, through the sun illuminated haze you can descry the mountain ridge. It stretches along the horizon like a dead dinosaur, and you know you have to cross the desert before the darkness falls upon the earth. What happens at nights are way too dangerous. You squint toward the sun, shadowing the eyes with your hands, and try to estimate how long time you have got. Four hours, you reckon, maybe five. If you’re lucky, that is. Would be better to camp here for the night, but you know you haven’t got that time. You must reach the mountains before it gets dark.
You water the horse, then you water yourself, but carefully since you know you have no spare when it comes to the life-giving source. Then you stretch your arms and stretch your legs and bends your back until your eyes meet the heaven which is almost white.
The heat is wearing you out, but you have no choice. You have to go, and you call on your horse to follow.

You are not aware of it yet, but when tomorrow morning the second sun cleaves the horizon, there is not much left of the world you know.”

So, it has been friend-thursday again

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It was really hard to write something for Camp WriMo today. Okay! The day isn’t at its end yet, there are a couple of hours left until midnight. But still! Do I really have to settle for 456 words only? I was aiming for at least 700 to the Story – and then also a couple of words here on the blog.

A couple! HAHAHAHA!!!

Guess I’ve been a little bit too much occupied with other stuff today, and the mind has not settled into writing mood yet. Let’s see how the mind feels after some evening snack. And I don’t mean crisps and chocolate.


Yes! It’s Thursday today! My friend-day!
In the afternoon, at my women-dominated-friend-group, sometimes a guy called Jim joins us. Men aren’t forbidden, you know, but we see little of them.

Charles, the priest, comes now and then and says “hello” and have a cup of coffee and chat for a while, but it’s certainly not every Thursday. But this Jim fellow comes quite often. He works with the teenagers in the church, but there are hours when there is no teenage gals or guys present. They won¨t come until 6 PM, and when all his paperwork is done, Jim has not much to do. Until 6 PM. So he comes and chats with us. You could say, he is helping out with the deacons tasks.

So he comes visiting us! And we really do appreciate it, all of us do. He’s such a nice person! Young, I guess he might be in his early thirties, and seems to be able to talk about all and everything. Last Thursday, he and I discovered we were equally nerdy, and in the same way. Fantasy!
OH! The word fantasy doesn’t cover it at all. We talk here about Star Trek, Dr Who, SciFi, other worlds and dimensions and parallel universes, time travels, shapeshifters… ALL you can think about under the labels Fantasy & Science Fiction. And don’t forget about Mythology!

He’s also managing these role-playing games with the teenagers. He showed me a book about it, and what kind of characters the players can choose from. There was also some history of those mythological characters.

Such a treat! Someone to talk nerdy with! 😀 And the ladies around us were in a totally different world. I mailed him my first “chapter” of the Solar Eclipse, and he wants to read more. He thought it was catchy, he wanted to know what will happen later on in the story, and got really hooked, he said, in the end where I wrote that the time was dead.

Yeah, I too want to know what will happen in this story, with these characters. There is five of them now, including the Villain. There can’t be a story without a Villain of some sort. Especially not in a dystopian fantasy, as mine.

Time flies when you’re happy

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Suddenly I realized I haven’t been writing any blog post for several days. Four, to be exact. And with emphasis on the word “writing”.
I have been writing for Camp WriMo though! Every day!

When the sun sets and the horizon glows in pink and orange, I ask my inner self: What will we write today? And from who’s perspective? And – if it’s not too early, it has to be at least dusk, I get an answer. So I grab my Mackie, open Scrivener, and start writing. And have immensely fun while doing it.

You know! This is like reading a book! I haven’t even the slightest clue what will happen next! My inner self knows, and this collaboration makes this sooooo fantastic and wonderful! I kind of like not knowing what will happen further on in the story. Okay! Some hints and thoughts I have, but very general ones.

After breakfast today, the first breakfast, I organized a “word-report” and used (actually) Excel for it. Made one column for April 1st to 30th,  one column for the number of words written for The Eclipse, and one for what I write on the blog!

Yeah! Why not! It’s writing! And my first and foremost goal is to get back to the habit of writing daily and regularly! It also seems like this blog, at least for the time being, is very focused on my writings to Camp WriMo.

Nevertheless! I had to correct the number of words I’ve written. I wanted all to assemble with how it looked on Scrivener – this day this many words, and the next day that many. Get all in order and also be able to see the progress from day to day.

At first, it looked totally wrong! Why did Scrivener show a lot more words when I hit the “Manuscript” than when I manually counted the files together one by one? I found the answer. One text that I had translated from Swedish to English, and then adapted so it would fit the character it was meant to – I had forgotten to add it! It was still lying in another folder!!! But in the same head folder as the Manuscript itself.

This work took some time completing, counting and recounting, adding proper formulas to get the table as I wanted it, but finally! I had it! Every day had its own text. The very first one – the one that lies here on the blog as well – and the one I had forgotten to add, earlier and thus chose to add as today’s “job”. Well! Now they are all there! Updated both on the Camp WriMo stats, as well as on my own excel-file.
I’ve now written 7329 words! Not counting this blog post, though. Not yet.  (Here and now – 454)

I actually also raised my goal on Camp WriMo from 15000 to 21000 words

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Saturday evening, April 6

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Apropos Camp WriMo; as the text for today, instead of writing a new piece, I chose to add the very first one I wrote. The one I added to Diana’s speculative writing prompt. The one that started this adventure. The Solar Eclipse.

Why? Was I cheating, you think?

Well, I don’t think so! That text belongs to the story. I really should have signed that one to the first day, but I didn’t think about it, that it could have been possible. And what I did write, I couldn’t stop from coming. The story was there and wanted to be written!

During the next few days, there was another thing that over and over again was popping up as I was writing. If you remember (or read it again), I had placed JayCee in a cold environment, but my mind, my Muse, wanted her in a warm – NO HOT! – environment. So I solved the problem by editing the entire thing so it would fit with the heat instead of the cold, and then counting those 1087 words as written today. In total, I now have 4368 words. (I’m the one in my Cabin that has written the most, some of them hasn’t even started. It doesn’t seem so, anyway.

However, I haven’t written all of the texts in the order it will be read later. Two days I’ve accomplished texts that have to be placed somewhere else in the store. In other words – I’ve written in beforehand! Sometimes it’s hard to begin writing a text, so I had some help from a couple of old fragments of ideas. And as such – there are scenes that will be used somewhere else in the story.

Thanks to that, two more characters have also been born. A guy called Theyou, and a woman named Lana. She is fun. Her personality is tough and quick-tongued. A bit bitchy, actually. So fun to write her. And Theyou? I haven’t pictured him yet, not fully. A young guy, quite small, but brave. He has a quest to fulfill. And yes – it’s fun to write him too.
Fun to write all four of them.

What else do I do, except writing?

I am enjoying the warm sunny weather, biking, meeting friends and family, and listen to books. Presently I listen to “The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency” by Alexander McCall Smith.
Quite good… Slightly boring…


Before that I listened to a book by “THE Swedish queen of Murder Mysteries”: Maria Lang – Mördaren ljuger inte ensam. from 1949.

Can´t find if this particular one is translated into English, but others are. Check Goodreads or Wikipedia or something to get examples. Some of her Mysteries have also become movies and are very popular now. They are also for sale at f.ex. AdLibris – in a new edition – and not at a low price…

She wrote her Crime fiction for four decades. 1949 – 1990, and I think I have read most of them. If not all…
I like her mysteries very much. And actually, they still feel quite modern!


I also act as a Sofa Potato – quite a lot…

Thursday is Friend-day


Between breakfast and lunch (yes, mostly I eat breakfast late), I went to attend my “women’s group” and had a nice time. Then home for a quick lunch and after that away to my other group of women, having an even nicer time. I’m really fortunate, I know. And I’m grateful!

But! That means I didn’t begin writing until very late in the afternoon. However, this is me! An evening writer so I don’t complain.

April 4, also means Day 4 of Camp WriMo!
What would I Write today? What did I write?

Before I started writing at all, with the #writingprompt a couple of weeks ago, and even more when joining Camp WriMo, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to find anything to write about! That my fantasy was still gone and buried six feet under!

But I manage! At least so far, and I have decided to not anymore even think of the possibility of not finding anything to write about. Fear is your worst enemy if you want something done! If you actually deep within yourself don’t want to conceive a writing project, then – be afraid! Because fright will sooner or later stop you. If it even lets you start, to begin with.

So I made a swift decision. I refuse to be afraid any more! Thoughts and ideas will come to me from my inner, higher self! And so far it has. It did between 2006 to 2012 – and it does now!

Today I came to think of a draft/idea/beginning from the time I went to Writing schools. This idea (and I found a couple more) would do perfectly well with the character that suddenly showed up in my story yesterday. Both in the way the character is as a person, AND in the way I wrote both of those texts. First tense, second person.

Oh yes! So I have!!! 😀 😀 😀

What I didn’t like, hated actually, was that that draft/idea was written in Swedish and I had to TRANSLATE IT into English! It was awful! Those in total 519 words (added some extra 130 when editing) must have taken me twice the time to translate/write, then if I had written a story with the same amount of words directly in English.

I NEVER translate! Never!!! Ever!!!
I THINK in English when I WRITE in English!

(Hear! Hear!!!)

I managed to write 519 words this evening – altogether I now have during these 4 days, written 2479 words. If I add those 1097 words in the very first piece “The Solar Eclipse”, I’ve now a story with 3576 words.

I’m pleased! I’m happy! And I feel like I’m back on track again. The daily writing track! This story might perhaps even BE something! BUT! I’ll not write aiming for publishing – at least not as the first and most important drive. I’ll write because it’s funny and I enjoy it so very much.

By the way… For the time being, none of the texts I’ll write and have written for Camp WriMo are published here in the blog. I have to think about that option for a while. A short story is one thing, but if this story grows into something more then just a … gag… – and there is a huge possibility it will – I’ve better not publish any part of it on the blog. Not just yet, anyway. After all! It is only a First Draft!!! There might be a last draft as well!
And then, done and ready! We aim for that, don’t we?