-Uh! Her har intet været siden… Engang! Det MÅ nås inden næste år! Men… Det er ikke til at se en hånd for sig! Der er ingen horisont, altså kan næste år allerede været kravlet op og over og være meget tættere på end rart er. Der er kun kanten af… En sø! Det kunne være et uendeligt og farligt ocean med vilde vover og enmandssejlads tv-transmitteret, men det er dog blot en sø. Det er viden der gør…
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Sommeren knækker når fuglene holder op med at synge. Pludselig, lige før solopgang, i de tidligste timer hvor udsigten samler sig, sker det. Om det blæser eller ej, er det så kun vinden der kan høres. En susen inde i luften selv. Landskabets detaljer gør sig mindre, jorden bliver en lidt mere jævn men ru flade. Horisonten hæves nogle få grader, nok til at hive enhver uendelighed ud af himlen. Det…
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Det var egentlig en ret ordinær dag. Vinter, men ikke noget ekstremt. Morgenen havde lagt et slør over udsigten, en blanding af støvregn og tåge i lette gardiner. Fra jeg vågnede, nok også før, var jeg en smule melankolsk. Men det er ikke noget nyt, og kunne være så meget værre. Det var den slags vemod der også varmer og er meget rar at nusse lidt om. Når jeg sætter mig lidt op i sengen, kan…
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I know; way too many photos of sunsets... But here we go again: After almost a month with sunsets like this, and / or getting the wonder of two sunsets in one day, just by climbing a street or two in Lisbon, this guy returns to his 'native' country Denmark. Besides the expected difference in weather, scaled-up trouble in his neighbourhood, immediately being involved in readings and other litterary stuff, he couldn't understand it. WHY was it so hard to feel at home? Why all that restlessness? Why so... "Heavy" just getting through a normal day? And he even brought back (again-again; admitted!) the outline for that kinda novel he had wanted to write for years. But then he made some simple counting... He'd been away for almost a month. And "home" for just a week. No wonder he has trouble "re-adjusting" to life in Dk. It will take about the same time as he's been away. What IS a bit worrying: NO time needed to 'adjust' upon arrival at Portugal; instant feeling of being 100% 'there'; (actually felt like 'here'!). So why that needed "re-adjustment" time in his homeland? Just confusion... #castelodevide #alentejo #sunset #homeiswheretheheartis #heartache #priceoflife #horizon #perspective #laurieandthestoryof (Which seems a bit too tied to NOT being in Dk; has to be dragged across Europe just to be half remembered, despite notes and more...) #isitreallytruethathomeiswheretheheartisandthatiatsomepointleftmyheartthousandsofkmsawayfrommyhomelandthatwouldreallymakelifedifficult (Usual One-off hashtag...) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel #primeiroproximopasso (He might have some answers...) (her: Castelo de Vide)
https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/08/21/min-mund-min-verden-og-de-andres/ #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/08/21/min-mund-min-verden-og-de-andres/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #lotsoffilters #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso #prose #fiction #reality #unreal #words #shutup #voicesinmyhead #characters #meandmystory #meandmybrain #mouth #lipssealed #thruth #lies SORRY, PROSE IN DANISH... #whatifallmyfiguresfrommyneverwrittennovelbeganinterferingwithotherstories (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Inside My Head)
Now for me # XXXX of this kinda days. Thank God (?) for fiction: Escape-way...
not to be unnecessarily fake deep on a wednesday afternoon but I feel like I don’t have a personality also that I’m not real
And keep in your mind, all the way: YOU are the one that needs to be satisfied... Do NOT care what others might like or not: Their being pointless...
Annoying depends on who gets annoyed... 😉
i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying
A great book should leave you with many experiences, and slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading.
William Styron (via kristensnotebook)
It sure will. That's a promise.
In the evening, huge flocks of swallows are on hunt for their dinner... Any photographer knows how difficult it is to catch those very fast moving birds. So this is just a few of hundreds... Literally. Oh, and speaking of dinner... After a few Super Bock's (The name might not be... But it's very good, strong and, not at least, portuguese!), I myself will go finding a restaurant. Not that the good people of Café Central didn't offer me to join their own private dinner... Ofcourse! They are portuguese and they are friends... Amazing, compared to a certain other country where I reside when I can't avoid it, how easy you become friends here. Real friends. Ok, enough for now... WILL be continued! In proper writing. #castelodevide #cafecentral #finally #findingmyself #being #existing #ready #writingplace #startingtowrite #realthing #novel #laurieandthestoryof (Am getting closer, now present right here... Where else?!?!?) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel (her: Café Central - Castelo De Vide)
... And over the moon in happiness and success...
“The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well.”
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium