From now on, this blog will be fed a little less regularly. I find it hard to resist that habit to blog everyday after having blogged 1287 times in almost three years (December 2012), but I want to spread my energy differently. :) See you soon here again. Von jetzt an wird dieser Blog etwas unregelmäßiger […]
Some people make big eyes when reading my stories and ask if I was taking drugs to write them. I say yes: Lots of sleep. But honestly I just use the everyday madness and fragments of my dreams as a pool for ideas. My mouse squeaks when I scroll and I wash some of the […]
My neighbour is listening to Techno music and I type my stories to his beat.
I want to pass under a bridge by bike, while on it there are two cheeky teenage boys staring at me; making me worry “What if they throw something like a stick, a stone or a sausage?” But instead of the wurst I got a wave and a smile.
«I can’t sleep! Brain is going like a machine. Please, tell my brain to shut up.» «Shut up Rombie.» More Rombie stories here
Going shopping with my blue chamois bag I was surprised by the rain. To protect the leather I came up with a double-useful solution: to cover the leather with a set of 420 candy-and popcorn-print-tissues wrapped in plastic. They did the job and later kept my nose dry just as much.
It’s time to get some fresh air: Rombie needs a walk!