How far would you go for what you believe is your huge happiness? For who you believe is that missing part of you? For the one and only? Would you kill, steal, beg and lie? Would you say “to hell with all consequence”? Would you listen to your heart even if all common sense and
I might never write one word of fiction again. I thought so. I was convinced for days. Now, I looked at my hurt, smelled and tasted it. It’s a dish I can’t find a real appetite for. I may be at the end of my rope but that means there is still rope.
I might never again write any word of fiction. I deeply love words, to put them together, shuffle them around, polish, make them glow and shine. I love to tell stories, to create characters, to live with them, to see them evolve and then give them the freedom to leave me and wander off to
When I started my blog and had the first articles out one of my friends one day told me that she can’t understand how I could write so openly about personal things and if I weren’t aware that this is the internet and everyone can read this. To be honest I was quite shocked. Of
Not long ago I had the daughter of a friend stay over. She’s 15 and obviously relationships are occupying her mind in a yet unknown way. We were cooking together and all of a sudden, amongst steem rising from the wok, vegetables thrown in hissing, she asked me ” how do you know you are
You can achieve all you want. You just have to believe. How often do we hear this when things go wrong, when we doubt, when disappointment overwhelms us and turns our hope into weakness. A well meant advice but hard to take when we hurt. And how wonderful if it were true, and this fantasy
Every now and then a person is born that is very much alike all of us but very outstanding at the same time. Someone with a message. Someone on a mission who is destined to make this world a better place. A rare and unique person that holds a torch that won’t get you burned
We all have wishes. Some are not really important, some are strong. Some are fulfilled, some never see the light of day because we keep them in a secret place stored far from anyone to see. Some we are even ashamed of. Wishes make us go on and strive. They let us evolve. And they
Did you ever get lost in the spiraling your own thoughts can do? When they put your mind on a roller coaster that finally has the capacity to fragment something you have been so sure off? That can put you out at sea in the storm with no captain on board and no compass to
Are we energy? Do we send out vibes so strong someone else can feel them even from a vast distance? Is it possible that two people share a spiritual link? And if so do both feel it? And how come? The one person I would want to ask that, trusting she knows and would tell
What if the fun suddenly stops on social media networks and a strange reality takes over? What if we are confronted with personal tragedy? Maybe even death? Not of a celebrity or someone we don’t know. No, someone we meet on the internet every day. This sounds theoretical to you? Then, step into my shoes.
After 20 Scarpettas and at the end of the year number 20, The Bone Bed, saw its birth I think it’s time to review the series in its whole. Many critics have said a lot, and I won’t sing in their chorus about Patricia Cornwell being a gifted writer, the mother of CSI, the bestselling