And as such - also the last day of Ninny Rhino. How did it go? I'm satisfied! I'm sitting here now, after lunch, with the coffee - pondering. We have this night changed our clocks to summertime. Outdoor a totally blue sky falls in folds over the city. The sun pours warmth and light through … Continue reading The last day of March
I'm still organizing those files, between the "must do's". Not much left now. Only the worst ones are still waiting for me to take care of them. The novels with the most files and folders are lying there grinning at me. I dread starting to go through that massive slave-work. Also, all of my files … Continue reading It’s almost silly
A while ago, I told you I was organizing my files and folders with writing stuff. (That was two weeks ago. How time flies when you're happy). My first goal was to gather my writings in one folder only, in one place at the computer. At the same time, I wanted to get rid of … Continue reading Hardworking
At present, I'm listening to "Educated" written by Tara Westover. It's amazing! Memoirs are not my first choice of books to read, but if there are more of those like this one - I would for certain read more memories. Well-written, mindblowing, heartbreaking, mesmerizing, upsetting, interesting, agonizing, wonderful...... I just can't stop listening! During three … Continue reading I can’t stop!
It was really wonderful, the other day, to sit here in my chair writing. It was thrilling to experience the story growing, hatching somewhere within me, and then pouring down through my fingers. I used Scrivener. The first story written in this recent upgrade of Scrivener, and a story never written before. All is new, … Continue reading The story begins
Of course I've written poetry from time to time like all of us who live with words in our heads and a pen in the hand though nowadays perhaps an iPhone is the tool or another electronic device which is handy and simple to move but I never bother about hexameter and such and never … Continue reading Odd Poetry
... a fairy tale... is a fairy tale... is a fairy tale... Tuesdays and Thursdays forenoon, I usually spend a couple of hours at something called "Café Welcome". It´s not a cafeteria per se. People can't just drop in, buy themselves a cup of coffee, or a latte or something, sit there for a while … Continue reading Fairy tales with a dilemma