Author: Winterdragon

  • Bare feet and glass splinters

    Life goes on. Feelings abound. Down into the deepest trenches, up into and beyond the sky. All in just a few weeks’ time. Somewhere within the pain and euphoria is the thing which keeps urging me on. So I keep walking. Keep running. My feet hardly hurt at all anymore.…

  • Review: Dreamrider

    Dreamrider by Barry Jonsberg My rating: 4 of 5 stars A believable account of bullying, with a touch of the fantastic. An easy and captivating read, resonating profoundly with my tastes. Thoroughly recommended! View all my reviews

  • Min första (och antagligen sista) löptävling

    Idag sprang jag mitt första lopp. Lundaloppet, 10 km stadslöpning. Jag har länge varit övertygad om att tävlingar inte riktigt är min grej. Att springa med folk framför, bakom och runtomkring gör mig stressad, och folk som tittar på triggar min prestationsångest. Men när en grupp från min institution på…

  • The joy of running

    To get up before six o’clock and run in the chilly morning air. For over an hour. Before breakfast. Barefoot. This is a thing I do now. Regularly, even. Just a few years ago the very thought would have appalled me, but as it is I even find myself looking forward…

  • Twelfth Night

    If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That was a most excellent staging of Twelfth Night. Not least the abundance of Shakespearean insults; their translations had me laughing almost until I cried. I think…

  • Review: The Kalevala

    The Kalevala by Elias Lönnrot My rating: 4 of 5 stars Well, this was an experience. Even though I am unable to understand it in its original version, this translation (by Kirby) made a thoroughly enjoyable audiobook. Tragic, beautiful, and so, so epic. Just look at this: Grew an ox…

  • Planets, galaxies and coming back to life

    Achievement unlocked: observe all planets through a telescope! Mercury, I got you at last, and in crescent shape nonetheless. This was a most excellent night of stargazing, and just what I needed after these past few weeks of hell. Planets, moons, satellites, star clusters, nebulae, galaxies. Glimmers of hope in…

  • When in disgrace

    When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this…