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Ideas, big and small

I got my writing mojo back since I last posted about my complete creative block. This is obviously very good news. I don’t know what has changed. Perhaps I just needed time to process what had happened in December, which I tend to do in my subconscious – if I am completely exhausted mentally despite having done nothing, that means my subconscious is working.

My subconscious also works on writing the same way.

Ideas

I’ve been asked many times where I get my ideas from, and my answer is always the same: I can give you five ideas right now, the problem is where to get good ideas.

But a general idea is not enough. I have the first (or zero-th) draft of the follow-up to Storytellers written down, basically what I dreamt plus some padding. It needs a lot of actual content, because while the padding is kinda interesting as soil, you need seeds before something sprouts, not to mention growing into flowers. (In Iceland, probably the purple lupines, pictured above.) So, the big idea needs small ideas…

When ideas don’t work

Some ideas are actually dead end streets. They seem fine in the beginning, then as they develop, they’re also unraveling. I’ve written a lot of stuff that will never get published, because I was sure going somewhere with it, but it took so many detours and split into so many threads I no longer know where I was going to end up.

This applies to small and big ideas. For Land, I had the idea of Magni accidentally inventing communism. I swear Magni crossed his sizeable arms on his chest and said, “I am not doing this.” I asked, surprised, “what are you doing, then?” “You are the author, you figure it out.” Then he left me with the general outline for Land now useless except the first and the final part. I have created this person (I am not too fond of the word ‘character’ when it comes to my writing) with his likes, dislikes, background, needs, wishes, and creating communism simply wasn’t something Magni would do. If I tried to force it to happen nevertheless, I’d end up with a bad book and reviews mentioning the unexplained change for the worse from Children.

Bloodbath & Beyond

I’m finishing the second (i.e. 10th) draft of the sequel to Why Odin Drinks now. The first part is already with Megan Thee Editor. And oh boy, does this book require lots of ideas.

Humour is incredibly difficult to write, because it’s so subjective. I’ve been raised on British comedy (thank you, BBC One!) and those who know my pop-culture references got extra laughs from Why Odin Drinks. Those who don’t, were hopefully mildly amused at least. I write a lot of slapstick, though, and if you do not find slapstick comedy funny at all, even if it’s crafted by a master I don’t pretend to be, you won’t laugh at this book at all. It’s got my lowest overall rating on Goodreads and I am not surprised or disappointed. This is how humour works: sometimes it doesn’t. Ask any stand-up comedian performing for a random audience who doesn’t know them at all.

But jokes are also hard. Emotionally, The Ten Worlds is work, because it’s so autobiographical. From the craft point of view, Why Odin Drinks (the series) is the hardest. Some parts of the Norse lore are hilarious, but in a very bloody way. I try to keep that off-page. Some are interesting and quite deep, but simply not that hilarious. I try to keep that off-page. I have to fill in those blanks, and I need lots of small ideas to do that.

The Big Idea

The Ten Worlds in itself is the big idea – the Norse universe of the Nine Worlds plus Earth, as I don’t subscribe to the belief that Earth = Midgard. Why Odin Drinks is like a series of very early prequels to The Ten Worlds, and there are connections between the two. (If you’ve read both Children and the original Why Odin Drinks story, you know who the singularity is, for instance.)

Bloodbath & Beyond is Freya’s coming-of-Goddess story and illustrates how words and actions have certain unintended consequences – in this case, turning a petulant teenage Goddess into the woman you meet on the pages of Children and Land. (Hint: in the Norse lore, Freya is burnt at a stake three times. This isn’t very hilarious.)

While the sequel to Storytellers is definitely going to happen, I am apparently a fantasy author. This hasn’t happened on purpose. It’s just that I want to write about two things, the Norse beliefs/lore and Iceland, and they’re inseparable. There will be a story published on Ko‑fi soon-ish where Magni helps, AD 1000, a góði to decide whether the Icelanders should follow the Old Gods or the new God named God. Magni, you see (if you are me), is pictured on Iceland’s coat-of-arms, with his long hair and beard, and Iceland became Christian very quickly after the góði announced – hardly a spoiler – that the God named God is going to be the real one, but whoever wants to worship the Old Gods is welcome to do so in private. They didn’t survive long. Because with very few exceptions they returned into the Nine Worlds.

But the Hidden Folk, whom we call elves, stayed in Iceland… and still dwell there.

This is how a mid-sized idea ties Storytellers and its follow-up to all my other books. I know many people keep waiting for that follow-up, and I promise it is happening. In the meantime, you might enjoy my other books more than you think, even if you don’t think you like fantasy at all; when I tried to submit Storytellers for an award, I was told to submit it in the fantasy category because an elf features in the book. Well, it’s Iceland. Elves are not fantasy there. And, for me, the Old Gods aren’t either… but that’s a blog post idea for some other time!

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What is ‘Land’ about?

Originally published on my ko-fi page as subscriber-only post on August 27

I was talking to a fellow author, Tessa Hastjartanto today, when it struck me. Children is the question; Land is the answer.

My cPTSD therapy has ended three weeks ago. Since then, I have been doing things that have been nowhere near my reach (“comfort zone” LOLOLOL) for, often, six years. Today, for instance, I went out to lunch with Tessa, unaccompanied, at an actual cafe, and it was our first ever 3D meeting. So, technically she also counted as semi-stranger. If you look at me, you probably don’t see someone who hasn’t been able to enter a supermarket for five years.

Children has been my subconscious writing down, in great detail, the memories I have repressed. (You don’t know when you repress your memories, thought I’d mention that. Repressed memories are repressed.) I used to laugh when people told me it was so dark, because I was aware it was very autobiographical. Land is less dark, or rather less often/continuously dark, but I also have all those memories back. Which is why Children took me 29 almost complete rewrites, and Land is on draft 14 – if you exclude the drafts written 4/3/2 years ago when my brain suddenly had a word vomit, it’s actually on its sixth. And as my editor told me, the differences between 5th and 6th (green vs red on the graph) are mostly words or phrases. [In the meantime, the book has been finished and sent to the proofreader – BL]

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What’s the opposite of Xit?

[Note: this post has been originally written a day before Melon 1) endorsed Tr*mp as his dream US president, 2) two days before the news about him donating $45 million a month to his campaign – Melon called the figure ‘total gnus’ which I suppose means more than that?), 3) four days before the addition of ‘raining American flag emojis’ to the #tr*mp2024 and other related hashtags: “the first time X has added a custom hashtag icon in a partisan matter promoting a specific candidate”. Food for thought indeed.]

Somewhere Else

A few years ago, we moved out of Amsterdam. I literally couldn’t go on living there. I gradually lost the ability to leave the house altogether, even with sunglasses and noise-cancelling headphones. Amsterdam is battling the tourist problem and either losing or winning, depending on where you live and whether you’re making money out of tourism. At the end of 2019, we moved into a house in a suburb. Sometimes it’s so quiet Husby asks me to play some music, because he feels weird.

It takes 20 minutes from Amsterdam Centraal to get to our suburb, then five minutes in a bus and another five minutes walking. When I used to live in Amsterdam West, it would take me longer to get to my boyfriend, who lived in North-East. And yet… a large chunk of our Amsterdam friends not only don’t visit, they don’t even seem to remember us. Because we now live Somewhere Else.

Which is why I might return to X.

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The Two Worlds book 2: Land – November 5

So, it’s official. After mere three years of delays, Land will be with you on November 5 (unless life starts happening again, which is why you didn’t get it on November 5, 2021…)

I got so used to saying ‘the sequel to Children‘ that I nearly forgot that The Ten Worlds is a series. (Updating the website will be a bit of a pain.) Some of what follows are spoilers for Children, so in case you haven’t read that one yet and intend to, close this page and don’t read further…

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Just the one, dear

This post originally appeared on my ko-fi on May 25

Since 2022, May has always been my worst month, sales-wise. (I know that’s a grand total of two Mays, but 2020-2021 were great years for indie authors.) May 2024 is my actual worst month ever*. It’s May 17th as I am writing this. I have, so far, sold one book – a single copy of Storytellers. If not for my Ko‑fi supporters (thank you SO much!) my writing-related income this month would be €3.32. I spend €9.99 a month on the aggregate app that allows me to see how much I’ve earned (or not) for tax purposes.

I’m not depressed about this – in April I sold 51 books (half of them in 0.99 sales – still). This isn’t a post about the costs of publishing a book either, that’s coming one day in the future. What happened was that I had to ask myself a question: why should I keep writing?

*this puzzle is solved at the end of the post

 

Money?

I generally don’t give young authors advice, but here’s one bit: if you want to become rich by writing books, playing the lottery is a more sensible thing to do. Your chances are about the same and you won’t have to deal with rejections and one-star reviews.

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What’s coming in 2024

I’ve spent almost all of 2023 writing, even though it might seemed like I hid from the world (I have). If you like any of my books so far, good news follows! (I’m really looking forward to having TWO books in ANY series…)

 

Storytellers follow-up

It’s happening. A few months ago, on a Thursday, someone asked me if there will ever be one, and I said no – I just didn’t have any ideas. I’d have to force myself to squeeze something out and it wouldn’t be very good. Then I had a dream. (Which is actually how Storytellers started, only it took me three years to realise the dream won’t give up until I write it down.)

The Poison Never Dies is about a thirteen-year-old girl, Camilla – because of course I know everything about being a 13yo girl – who awaits her first date. The boy never shows up. Instead, she overhears a very suspicious conversation. In the morning, the person is found dead. There are no traces, no reason to believe there’s been a murder, and Doctor Brynjólf declares the person died of natural causes. Is Camilla right? Was this conversation about what she thinks it was? Who’s going to believe her? There is love, there is another murder, lots of blackmail, and I know you only really want to know one thing. The answer is: YES HE IS THERE. And he’s happily married. With a son, too.

I’m posting quotes of the unfinished version on my ko-fi for subscribers only. I don’t know whether I’ll finish the whole book this year, because…

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Guest Post: When Life Gives You Lemons, Make Some Lemon-Ale with Thor!

Guest post by Rowdy Geirsson about things that keep happening to me ALL. THE. TIME.

 

Sometimes life just sucks. This is especially true in the 2020s. The lemons of life are everywhere this decade. It’s basically raining lemons. Hell, you can’t even turn on the news or play with your godless smart phone without encountering a serious societal lemon of some sort. And that doesn’t even touch on the matter of the depressing preponderance of actual personal life lemons on top of everything. All of which is why maintaining a healthy emotional balance by establishing a spiritual connection with the drunken rage of Thor is now more important than ever.

Simply put: there is no better coping mechanism for dealing with life’s lemons than to churn them into Thor’s favorite intensely alcoholic lemon-ale with a flurry of tension-releasing, physical body spasms and highly therapeutic, vocalized outbursts such as, “I AM THE SON OF ODIN AND MY HAMMER WILL DESTROY EVERY EVIL GIANT IN JOTUNHEIM!” Some of life’s most common, everyday lemons and how they may be remedied with the unhinged anger of Thor are discussed below.

 

LIFE GIVES YOU THE LEMON OF A CRANKY, OLD FERRYMAN WHO WON’T LET YOU ON HIS BOAT

Oh gods, you know how it is. You get to some river or lake or fjord of whatever on your way home from killing dumb trolls and you just want to get across, but there’s some cranky, old ferryman on the other side who heckles you and won’t cross over to give you a ride. I mean, what the fuck, right? And then he starts insulting you! Just completely unacceptable. So, shit-talk him for a while and feel your uncontrollable rage build within (embrace it) and then threaten to whoop the old coot’s ass since everyone fears you, you ferocious animal. And then when the jerk finally tells you that your wife is cheating on you, just flip the fuck out. Seriously, go flat-out ape-shit berserk; nothing is better for your chi than raging like a pissed-off thunder god. Unfortunately, the distance is too far to reach the old man and actually beat him to a bloody pulp, but you’ll still feel a lot better. And then afterwards you can rehydrate with Thor’s favorite summer shandy for the very long walk home while pondering certain accusations of adultery.

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Why Bjørn Doesn’t Write to Deadlines

This post originally appeared on my ko-fi blog, available for my supporters – thank you!

After I finished Storytellers, I started working on a disastrous book called The Age of Fire. Luckily I realised in time that not everything I wrote was genius just because it came from my brilliant mind, and shelved the thing. It featured a woman called Maya, though. Maya dressed only in black, had messy, mid-length hair, and liked silver bracelets.

When I started on Children, it had a different title, and was supposed to be Magni’s book, until Maya found out and announced she wasn’t just moving in, but would have half of it for herself, thanks.

This is how I write. [“I” – Ed.]

Children

By now, as in 2023, I sometimes get a say regarding what happens in my books. When I was working on Children, which received 29 rewrites until it became the version it is, I was not blessed with the ability to negotiate yet. I would write something, Magni would take a look, and announce “I’d never do this.” When I inquired, he’d shrug and say “you’re the author, you figure it out.”

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Children: 27 months later

This post has originally been posted on my ko-fi blog, available for my supporters – thank you!

I’ve been just about to start working on Land – the sequel to Children – very soon for, um, *nervously glances at the April 2020 date on the file sent to beta readers* …a while. In the meantime, things happened. Not just that one thing, but 16 months of intensive c-PTSD therapy. Followed by the discovery that my subconscious has actually kept the best for last.

(This is not a “pity me” post, just saying.)

Some readers, including other authors whose work I sadly can’t read because it’s too dark for me, told me they had to take breaks while reading Children. One said she had to go for a walk after she finished reading one particular scene. I chuckled, bewildered. The only reason why I put trigger warnings in the beginning were two scenes in chapters four and seven, out of ten. (The hot tub scene is my #livedexperience in different setting, and I was already self-aware enough to know it would be difficult for some readers.) Even though those were just two scenes, not adding those warnings felt like leading the reader into a trap – “haha! you thought this was a weird, but funny book? BAM!”

 

Apparently I was quite alone in that conviction

I mean, y’alls, come on. A lot of Children is based on my life, just kind of cranked up and with more Gods and magic. It seems that some of my past, whether I have written about it consciously or not yet, isn’t just “weird, but funny.” (I follow Carrie Fisher’s teachings: “If my life wasn’t funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.”) I knew I was doing self-therapy, but not how much.

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