From the archive: Sunday Paper

(First published Sep. 23, 2010) Sunday mornings are made for comfy sweats, long brunches and thick newspapers. I don’t have the right book at hand, so I quote loosely: “For six days thou shall bust thy back, but on the seventh day thou shall kick back and not do any work” – or words to…

Divine inspiration

I’m not sold on divine inspiration. The inspiration that comes to your desk as you sit there, rocking back and forth, banging your forehead on the keyboard, cramming blood out of stone; that’s surely not it. “Divine inspiration is the concept of a supernatural force (…) causing a person (…) to experience a creative desire”…

Profesjonell prokrastinerer

Hei, jeg heter Mia og jeg er en profesjonell prokrastinerer. Jeg kunne antakelig skrevet en bok om det, men – som sagt – jeg behersker til fulle kunsten i å sitte på hendene. I stedet leser jeg om det. Med en blanding av snerrende forakt og klynkende selvmedlidenhet klikker jeg på nettartikler om skrivesperre, deadliner og selvdisiplin.…

Professional procrastinator

Hello, I’m Mia and I’m a professional procrastinator. I could probably write a book on the subject, but – like I said – I’m fully mastering the art of sitting on one’s hands. Instead, I read about it. In a combination of sneering disdain and whimpering self-pity I browse online articles on writer’s block, deadlines and…

Superbowl, sketch

– I’m fine. I just wish we could go to the theatre or opera or something once in a while! – But look, babes, you got the freakin’ Nutcracker Suite right there!

Update Eighteen

January. On the horizon I see the dawning of a year where I get to do stuff I don’t know the first thing about. Like scripting a play! Or a comic story! Maintaining the good ol’ blog might very well become the most sane and comforting writing I can do. So here goes.