“I’m used to it.” And so reality finally caught up with us. Wednesday went well, and Thursday passed without major problems. We had a really nice time barbecuing freshly caught fish, hot dogs, and reindeer and had a bath in the lake and the kids had a great time with grandma and grandpa. It actually went so well that we — my wife and I — started to talk about renting a … [Läs mer...] om A week in paradise: part 2
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A WEEK IN PARADISE (part one)
Summer, holidays and a future close to hell. At last it was time for us to leave. Already two days before our departure the wife had packed half our apartment in bags — “well, we must take it with us, what if they don’t have one”, “you never know if we can get use for it” and so on. “Dad, can I bring my Gameboy?” the youngest asked. “No you can’t. We don’t have any … [Läs mer...] om A WEEK IN PARADISE (part one)
How to tell a child it’s dead
”Have you spoken to her?” ”Not yet” The two parent were wispering to each other so that their daughter wouldn’t hear. Father glanced over at the daughter. No, she didn’t seem to have heard. She seemed busy trying to fish out her left eye from the bowl of cornflakes in front of her. The father leaned over, took the spoon from his daughters remaining hand and fished out the … [Läs mer...] om How to tell a child it’s dead
The Vomiting Frog
"Goddammit! This is SOO good! Check it out! Damn it, it's SOO fucking great!" Dagobert was obviously totally sold on the new rock-album he brought home to the dorm, waving it around in the air above his head. The album cover was a black and white photo of four longhaired guys in jeans and leather jackets, leaning against a wall and with the text Ramones in big red letters … [Läs mer...] om The Vomiting Frog
In the footsteps of Baudelaire – my short life as a poet
All good stories start with the words "once upon a time". And so does this one. Once upon a time there was a website called Poetry.com. It is not the same Poetry.com you find today. The one I found was an older one, which now has disappeared. If that has anything to do with my efforts as a poet I don't know. I guess the jury is out on that one. One thing that … [Läs mer...] om In the footsteps of Baudelaire – my short life as a poet
