So far I doubt that anyone has this kind of consistency, I do believe that no one possess so much excuses as I do in my arsenal.…… Read more “Is happiness given or worked for?”
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Process of Writing: Why is it easier to undermine then to understand?
I am sick of people wanting more. Pleasing their every need, indulging their every criticism leaves them always wanting more, opening the question why does the majority…… Read more “Process of Writing: Why is it easier to undermine then to understand?”
Process of Writing: Tonight my scars bled
I must’ve written this more then a dozen times over the past month or so, always leaving it unfinished as there is a lot to be said,…… Read more “Process of Writing: Tonight my scars bled”
POW: Professionally wasting time
I know, I know. Even I am sick of it. I am here, then I go missing for a week, then hey here I am again. For…… Read more “POW: Professionally wasting time”
Confession / Realization
Shattering thoughts coursing through my veins, it is not the night , that brings horrors to my mind, It is the day I am fearing, As with…… Read more “Confession / Realization”
Crossroad of life
Through darkness my soul wanders, searching for meaning, searching for the remnants of past times, to remember when the heart was whole, so once again for a…… Read more “Crossroad of life”
Vote for “Last Viking of Norway”
After a short pause with my work I am back! And the “Last Viking of Norway” had just entered cover wars, so I would appreciate a vote!…… Read more “Vote for “Last Viking of Norway””
Upcoming book: Last Viking of Norway, out 8th of August on Amazon
I am proud to present my debut in the literary world with my first book called “Last Viking of Norway”. Yesterday I posted a small part from…… Read more “Upcoming book: Last Viking of Norway, out 8th of August on Amazon”
Traces in the snow
TRACES IN THE SNOW It was a just morning. That kind of morning where you hear the howling of the early frost wind striking the windows,…… Read more “Traces in the snow”
The girl of the dawn
Dreams were always her sanctuary. It was understandable when the last beacon of peace is interrupted, she would be distressed. But this dream, unlike the rest, the…… Read more “The girl of the dawn”
The Word Den 