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Weblog | I don't like the word blog, it's ugly. Anyway, new content happens here. (Swedish dito)
About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.
Archives | Things written here since... well, 2001. Some of it is good, some is utter shait.
Books | Books read, not books written. So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.
Photo | I like my camera and it likes me.
Links | Outwards, away, flee.
e-mail | J. Nicklas Andersson
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2002-02-08
Those dangerous thoughts are back again. Those who lift me up just to later drop me down on top of long, pointy and sharp nails. As if that wasn’t enough, they’ll probably be rusty too.
The think is that I want to write a book. I have tons and tons of ideas, characters and whatnots that just lay there inside closed notebooks waiting for release and the small possibility of being used.
Why don‘t I have better self-control and more patience? Because these two things stand in my way to successville, they hold me back as without these it is mighty hard to actually finish writing the damn thing. I believe, and don’t laugh, that once I’ve learned how to do this something might be published one day.
