JH Lillevik

As the title suggests, the last few days have been crazy as far as writing is concerned. I have been writing a lot on Ismark, not just the first book, but also the storyline for the next two and building character backgrounds. The pages just seem to be flying out from some inner sanctum in my brain. Ideas are not as elusive as they sometimes can be and inspiration as readily available. And I started to wonder; Why is that? What is different in my life these days? What has changed in my surroundings to make me so prolific?

I still get up at the crack of noon and I have not changed my breakfast routine, which consists of me working for four hours before I remember that I also need to eat. My daily walks have not changed. I still walk around the same lake and that has not changed either. Well, the lake is no longer covered in ice and snow.

Maybe that is it? My brain has melted and the ideas are no longer locked inside its icy prison. Strange how temperature and climate actually might effect my creativity.

This thought actually gave me an idea to a novel I might try to write after I’m done with Ismark: The Marked Boy and I think it might be something a little different from my usual fantasy ideas.

I just wanted to share this with my few readers and let you know that several ideas are now flowing from my thawing brain.

JH Lillevik