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The lucky tomcat Jim (a Limerick)

You might remember the cleanup of my bookshelf recently. I had to part with many of my books to make room for new ones. Amongst those I set free was a little volume of limericks, titled “Die Trompetentante”

“We are a talking pub.”

Recently, I had a déjà-vu reminding me of a time I spent in Sandwich, Kent. Many years ago, I was an intern in a little consulting company, and the business owners loved to go out for breakfast, later for lunch,… Continue Reading →

The three words we all wait for…

Folks, I love you 🙂

nanowrimo – the days after

So, how does it feel after three days of not writing? My shoulders and back still hurt. The throughput rate of nanowrimo is too much for an office worker sitting in front of a screen and hammering away at a… Continue Reading →

nanowrimo – day 25: VICTORY is mine

nanowrimo – day 23: Luise is watching me

2290 words today. Now look at this….!  I just need 2555 more words in order to get the mandatory nanowrimo word count done. I assume Tuesday will be the day. I had hoped to write more this weekend, but I… Continue Reading →

nanowrimo – day 21: slow motion

The story is dragging on. I feel trapped in my protagonist’s daily grind, at the same time I need room to build in all the little hints and arguments and behavioral traits which finally amount to his character. That is… Continue Reading →

nanowrimo – day 19: griechischer wein

Greek wine sucks. Sorry to say that, but that is really heavy dark red stuff fogging your brain. I squeezed 1702 words out of mine. Hadn’t I started this morning and continued tonight after the wine, I would not have… Continue Reading →

nanowrimo – day 18: being god

A child (tiny, male) was born today. 1875 words. I can not add a picture today as the upload seems to not work from my mobile phone. Sounds like a bad excuse, but it is true. So just imagine a… Continue Reading →

nanowrimo – day 17: drama queen

Ui, today I found some drama in my story. It’s odd to write about peoples’ innermost conflicts, fears and troubles at 7 a.m. above the clouds, with everybody else snoring, dozing or yawning. We circled above Munich for a while,… Continue Reading →

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