And when the flickering embers, the almost dead flame, run through your body you get filled with an existential anxiety, questions about lif

I woke up this Saturday morning thinking of my first novel. It’s a (as far as I can remember) a 190.000 word tome about an Icelandic...

A good writer has died. She was probably not someone you’ve heard of. At least if you aren’t a middle-aged woman raced in one of the...

Insecurity There are paintings on the wall abstract, strange things that make no sense to me tell me nothing about the world, or about...

The Icelandic word “Söknuður” is a noun and I find it hard to translate to English. In the “ordabok.is” it’s translated as “regret;...

I’ve always been a bit jealous of people who say they have a book that changed their lives in a fundamental way. I love books, but for...

Some stories come easily and others have a difficult birth and you're never truly satisfied with them. I have several lying around that...

Welcome! As you can see I've moved virtual homes and if you're here reading you have found my new address. This place is hopefully a bit...

I have a story for you. It's 2600 words and I haven't been able to conjure up a picture for it yet so I don't have it as an eBook just...