On second thought…

Just a few days left now until Christmas, how did that happen? I hope you’re having a less stressful week than I do – seriously, work is being ridiculous right now and there’s no way I’ll be able to cross everything on my to-do-list out before Wednesday. Oh well, the rest will just have to wait a few days.

So, about my plans for 2016 then. I said I’d translate Vågsånger into English, remember? Let’s just say, I tried translating a few pages and… no. Not doing that. It’s not that it’s hard, but it takes so much time – and time is the one thing I don’t have (a lot of). My revised plan is to hire someone else to translate it, because the time it would take to translate an entire novel is much better spent writing other, new novels.

Currently I’m focusing entirely on Entertaining the Sombrevilles. I’m doing the very first read-through now and I really do love this story – it’s just so much fun, and I think it shows that it’s my second novel. It’s a much simpler plot, sure, but I do think it flows better than Vågsånger, and it definitely was easier to write. This makes me very hopeful because it means I actually am making progress. Hopefully, I’ll just get better and better 🙂

Merry Christmas to all of you!


Today I’m doing research on peerage and forms of address in Britain – it’s a lot to keep track of, but so much fun! I did very little research before I wrote Entertaining the Sombrevilles, so my first draft is filled with errors and I’ve only just started correcting them. It will take a lot of time, but I can already tell how much better it will be once it’s finished. I do adore this little novel, no matter how silly it is, and I hope people will get to read it someday. 🙂

Planning 2016

Christmas isn’t far away and neither is next year, and I’m already planning my work for 2016 when it comes to writing. Hopefully I’ll be able to finish the short story I’m currently working on before Christmas, and then I have a few other short stories I want to write as soon as possible. After that, I have two big projects for 2016: translating Wavesongs into English, and editing Entertaining the Sombrevilles. I want to self-pub both of them on Amazon, since I don’t feel like I want to try and publish in Swedish first. The audience for the kind of stories that I write is pretty small, and I think it would be a waste of money and effort to self-publish a Swedish e-book version of Wavesongs. So right now, all I need to do (…) on that project is to translate the book and then find some editor who’d be willing to take a look at it. Entertaining the Sombrevilles, on the other hand, is already in the right language but will need a lot of work before I can do anything with it.

My dream is to publish something next year. After that, I can finally move on to Wavesongs #2, and maybe, maybe wrap up this entire trilogy one day… But for now, the main focus is to just finish the current novels. I won’t call it a New Year’s resolution, because I’m not good with those, but it is a goal and I am very motivated. 🙂


So, I finally crossed the 50K word mark with my current project. It’s taken months to reach this goal, which is crazy since I wrote the first sixty pages in a few days and then after that… nothing. Life has a way of getting in the way of writing sometimes. Now, I feel like I’ve finally regained the energy I need to finish this novel, and hopefully I’ll be better at keeping up the daily writing routine now. Even though writing can be hard, and frustrating, it is what energizes me and if I don’t write for too long, I just don’t feel like doing anything. Even though it’s my hobby it’s so much more than that, you know? It’s not just something I do because it’s fun. I literally need to do it. I guess that’s how all writers feel and it’s a beautiful thing really, that the urge to create and to express yourself is so strong.

Now, I have another scene to plan and I am looking forward to this one a lot. 🙂

30- Post a chapter or so for everyone to read and review

It’s not an entire chapter but it is the last page of a chapter… Chris has just joined the pirate crew and here’s what happens during one of his first meetings with the Captain:

Captain Hart had eaten by himself that night. By his desk, because the cabin had no room for a dining table. He didn’t say much while I served his dinner but as I was leaving, I heard him say my name.

”Come back here once you’re finished. I’ve got more work for you.”

More work meant polishing his black boots. I sat on the floor near the door, rubbed the stiff leather with a cloth. Rubbed until it shone. Music could be heard from outside. Captain Hart was by the desk, books and scrolls in heaps in front of him. He was down to his shirt, just like during the night, and wore no socks. Through the opening in his shirt I could see the skull amulet peeking out with its evil eyes. He didn’t speak to me. Now and then I heard him sigh, watched him run his fingers through his hair. Outside of the window, the light was sinking lower. All noises from the other side of the door had died out.

“Chris,” he said at last, putting away the documents he’d been studying. “Come here.”

He showed me to the bench by the window but did not sit down beside me. “Do you want a glass of wine?”

It was a strange question, I didn’t understand it. Gentlemen drank wine. Mr Thomas had been drinking wine. I said no.

“No? Oh well, suit yourself. The bottles were a gift from the king of Spain to the governor of Panama, unless I’m mistaken… or would have been, if they had reached their destination.”

The hint of a smile, before he sat down. The room was lighter this time and I saw the fine net of veins on the back of his hand, the curve of nails.

“How are you settling in on board?”

New people, names and events running through my head.

“Very good, sir.”

“I do hope everyone’s been nice to you.”

I told him they had, and he nodded.

“They’d better be! It’s rather different from what you’re used to, of course.”

“I’ve only been at sea for a few weeks, sir.”

He raised his eyebrows. “So you just left your village. Ashley, wasn’t it? That was a very brave thing you did, leaving home like that.”

I could have told him that I regretted my decision more than anything, but didn’t want to risk making him angry.

“It must be a beautiful place.” His hand was placed on my shoulder.

“It is, sir.”

Warmth through the fabric of my shirt.

“You miss home a lot, don’t you?”

The fingertips moved to my right shoulder, caressed my neck. His eyes were like stormy clouds as he looked at me.

“I do, sir.”

There was a strange atmosphere in the room, I wouldn’t be able to describe it. Almost like it had grown darker in there. His other hand landed on my arm.

“You truly are lovely.”

He put his arms around me. A tender embrace, soft, light. Then he looked at me, so close that I could feel his hot breath on my skin. A single moment, before he pressed his lips against mine.

I broke free, stared at him. My cheeks were hot.

“Come, don’t worry.” He grabbed my hand, squeezed it. Came closer to hold me again, and I didn’t try to push him away. Not even as he started caressing my hair. He was warm next to me, and my arms ended up around his waist somehow.

“There’s no one here to see us.” His face closed in on mine once more and this time I let it happen. Let him kiss my lips and touch my cheeks, while I stroked his back.

He ended it after that. Leaned forward to press a chaste kiss to my brow, caressed my fingers.

“I’ve kept you here for far too long. Off you go back to the others… good night.”

A smile, his gaze that followed me through the room. The mad, thumping heartbeat in my chest. He had kissed me. Captain Hart had kissed me.

And I had enjoyed it.