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Time to go

Friday, November 25th, 2011

Copenhagen, November 2011

Again, a small death. Packing up and leaving. It gets no easier with practice.

This time in Sweden has been busy with a lot of domestic travel, public appearences and meetings. Visits to Norway and Denmark. Wonderful, but exhausting. For the first time, I have felt like a proper Swedish author, included. But abruptly, that will all change now, and I will have to start swimming in another sea, at the other side of the earth. I know that once I am there it will feel absolutely fine, it’s just this transition that is so very hard.

On the way to Auckland, I will stop over in Paris for a week, and for the first time meet my French publisher, Archipel. It will be very interesting to see how ‘Let me sing you gentle songs’ will be received in France.

Under resans gång

Somligt har jag lärt mig
under resans gång
Det är inte alltid
namnet på stationerna
som betyder något
utan snarare vem
som möter dig på perrongen
när du väl kommer fram.


During the journey 

Some things I have learnt
during the journey
It isn’t always
the names of the stations
that are significant
but rather
who will meet you  on the platform
when you finally arrive.

Siv Arb, from Nattens sömmerskor/ Seamstresses of the night

Leaving Paris

Saturday, May 28th, 2011

It’s time to go. At first, it felt like such a long time, 12 days, but time has gone quickly. I have done very little, just existed. Watched and listened, like the magpie author I have become. I will miss the chairs in the Luxembourg Garden. The sound of French (that is just that – a beautiful sound – to my ear) and the breakfasts on the third floor in my unassuming hotel. While i sip my coffee and eat my French bread I pretend to read Le Monde. Then I go out for my morning walk and buy the International Herald Tribune …

Two ends of the world

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008


Stockholm in December 2007

‘For a writer, the experience of living in a number of countries is an enormous boon. You can only understand the world if you see it from several sides. My latest book, which came into being in France, unfolds in a special geographic space: Those events which take place in Prague are seen through West European eyes, while what happens in France is seen through the eyes of Prague. It is an encounter of two worlds.’

Milan Kundera


Karekare in January 2008

From Stockholm to Nas via beautiful Haverud

Tuesday, August 7th, 2007


It is an interesting – and very fortunate – situation to find myself on an island in the Gryt archipelago while editing my new manuscript. In the novel my character Cecilia lives here, and when I look out over the sea it is as if I now see it with her eyes. Iwish I could dealy my departure and stay on for a month or two. Instead, this is just a short interlude. (more…)

Winter in Ponsonby

Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007


Calla lily, Ponsonby July 2007

I walked through the backstreets of Ponsonby yesterday. It was my favourite time of day, just before sunset. It had rained earlier in the day, but a hesitant sun had come out at the last minute. (more…)