Happy International Womenβs Day.
@lise-falkenberg
Published author of 20+ works, mostly magic realism novels / short stories + the odd celeb bio, PhD in Literature, PhD in Cultural Studies, Peter Pan expert, art/movie critic, descendant of the real captain of The Flying Dutchman.
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Day 23: βThrough the attacking children who tried to pierce his mind with their suffering, Ian caught sight of the ghost he had been following, as it stood at the end of the stone steps.β
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Day 21: βAs soon as Ian had unpacked, he want down to the hotel restaurant and ordered a caffe lingo and the dayβs paper, which was brought to him immediately on a silver platter.β
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Day 19: βIan stared in amazement at a metallic object that rose diagonally between the mountain slopes on the horizon at very high speed and disappeared into the sky.β
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Day 15: βThe many blankets were wrapped around the child in layers, and Ian removed them one by one until only one remained. When he removed that, the figure beneath collapsed into nothingness.β
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Day 13: βIan had no control over it. It was as if the smell of gasoline and the feel of the accelerator under his foot were taking over his sanity.β
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Day 11: βThe moon was huge and full in the sky. The cool eyes saw clearly in the darkness and nostrils of the snout were flared in an attempt to catch the scent of something living.β
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Day 10: βFinally he saw the number six. It was welded into the pipe with Roman numerals. Next to it was the keyboard.β
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Thank you, but I am not a sci-fi author and I have been a professional writer since 1983, so Iβm good.
Day 9: βThe drummer Alan probably didnβt care, as he was always totally spaced out on some kind of designer drug.β
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Day 8: βThe night porter was fast as. They slipped past him and into the small, shabby lift, which creaked and groaned as it took them to the fourth floor.β
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Thanks βΊοΈ
Day 7: βIan didnβt know if he could trust Max, because from Ianβs perspective there was no floor, only the neon blue pyramid floating freely in an empty, black space.β
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Day 5: βEric ran his fingers trough his black, oily hair that look like plastic even more so on the screen than in real life.β
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Day 4: βin the city, the picturesque temples nestle beneath skyscrapers and smog, insisting on beauty and tradition amidst the modern, sterile life, like a kiss from the past to the future.β
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Day 1: βAnd how do you define a sign?β βAliquid stat pro aliquo.β βExactly,man,β said Max. βSomething that stands for something else, but I belong to the logical, pragmatic school, so I have to add βfor someoneβ.β
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Day 1: βAnd how do you define a sign?β βA liquid stat pro aliquo.β βExactly,man,β Max said, βSomething that stands for something else, but I belong to the pragmatic, logical school, so I have to add βfor someoneβ.β
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Magic Days Festival in my hometown Odense, Denmark.
Day 24: leave #WIPSnips
βThe painting transformed the storks into terrifying, surreal monsters with murderous looks in their bloodshot eyes, keen claws and razor-sharp beaks, threatening to leave the canvas and tear their spectators apart.β
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Day 19: yard #WriteSky
βExcuse me, but did you just say that you can bring the dead back to life?β Ian asked, stopping in the yard that they had reached.
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Day 18: red #WriteSky
βIan could make out a short man with a red cap waving him inside. Ian was glad that he himself wasnβt tall either, because when the burial mound closed behind him, he could barely stand upright.β
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Day 17: difference #WriteSky
βNo one cared about the hybrids because humans were not clever enough to understand the difference between hybrids and the original inhabitants. They simply believed that both were figments of the imagination.β
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Day 15: other #WriteSky
βThe newspaper was full of fait-divers. Elderly man strangled in his hearing aid cord. North Sea fishermen caught Jersey cow in their net. Police chief kills his wife. Burglars scared away by other burglar.β
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Day 13: pocket #WIPSnips
βHe fished his reading glasses out of his breast pocket and began to leaf through his diary. There was a lot of stuff in it, not just about UFO sightings but all sorts of strange things he had experienced.β
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Day 12: worst #WIPSnips
βIan knew now that death wasnβt the worst. The worst was waking up from death and discovering that you were immortal and a killer.β
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Day 11: half #WIPSnips
βHalf unconscious, Ian tried to grab on to the sides of the grave, to dig his hands and his nails into the cold soil so he wouldnβt fall all the way down to the bottom, but in vain.β
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Day 10: outside #WIPSnips
βIan looked out the window but it was dark outside, so all he could see were the illuminated airplanes and the waning moon. No UFOs. It made him shiver.β
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Day 8: ability #WIPSnips
β Tim suspected that Ian was so robust because he was born with abilities that were not entirely common, whereas Tim himself had probably been infected with his abilities by Eric.β
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