Cold, bright, quiet outside. Listening to David Bowie with a blanket around me, while I work on the computer. I’ve made progress on the story of the bus passengers stranded at the hotel.

I am juggling three stories at the same time, where events are unfolding after my kind of logic, and the characters’ motives are expressed through body language.

Magic for me is the creation of worlds with content of emotions, recognizion, struggles, surprises, beauty.