The local train plows it’s way through the fog, deeper into the flat Jutland landscape. I’m heading North for a writing sprint, taking a break from Stiletto and to finish another YA novel. Last year I finished two books and wrote a screenplay, earning the right to call myself a writer, something I suppose I have been for more than a decade, I just never considered myself a REAL writer, since my experience was mainly in roleplaying and comics, the bastard subgenres of fiction.
I’m sure this week at Hald Hovedgaard will be productive, just as I’m sure I will be writing more in the years to come. It’s so much faster than drawing!
There’s free wi-fi on the train. My head is spinning with ideas. It’s gonna be a great year.
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