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First Lines…

15 January 2026 by admin Leave a Comment

As we approach the launch of my fifth novel, Recommended for You, I thought it would be interesting to look back at how my books begin. Specifically, their first lines.

A first line does more than start a story. It sets intent. It tells the reader, consciously or not, why they should keep going. You cannot simply begin with routine, nor can you spend pages explaining the world before anything happens. The reader needs a reason to care from the very first words.

For a long time, I thought that if a sentence sounded good, it was enough. It took time to realise that a first line is a promise.

Here is how my five novels begin, and what I think of those openings in hindsight.

Never. Not in a thousand years. How could she possibly have imagined that it would end this way?
Under the Black Sand (2013)

The book begins with a murder, which is already an ending. “Never” is also the opposite of “always”, the final word of the novel. Structurally, it made sense. But does it truly pull the reader in? I am not sure. I would probably approach this differently today.

‘I want to be a proper journalist.’ Gunnar tried to ignore the clouds of smoke lingering in the air.
Blood and Rain (2017)

This line states intent. The book follows Gunnar’s attempt to become a journalist, and the second sentence introduces his discomfort with smoke, something difficult to avoid in the mid-1930s. By the middle of the novel, as his ideals erode and his life turns darker, he has started smoking himself.

It does what it is meant to do, but it is my least favourite opening. I am not convinced a new reader would immediately care about someone wanting to be a journalist. At that point, I was still learning.

The phone rang in an office in Palacio de la Isla, in Burgos, northern Spain. A man in military uniform was shuffling papers and looking at maps and, for a moment, ignored the intrusion.
Mont Noir (2023)

By my third novel, I felt more confident. This was the first time I consciously thought about what I wanted the opening line to achieve. The man is unnamed. He is important enough to ignore the ringing phone. The hope was that this would spark curiosity.

The novel could have opened elsewhere. With Celestina in Barcelona, or Frank in Amsterdam. But since Franco himself plays only a small role in the story, serving mainly as the catalyst for Celestina’s departure from Spain, this felt like the right place to begin. Without this phone call, none of the consequent events would have happened. But does it grab a reader?

The morning was grey, too dull for the events that were unfolding. At four o’clock in the morning, German troops had crossed the border and invaded the Netherlands.
A Sky Without Stars (2025)

I struggled with this beginning more than any other. I rewrote it repeatedly, aware by then of how much weight the opening carries. The contrast here is deliberate. A dull, quiet morning against an event that will upend countless lives.

In the opening scene, the protagonist buys plain wedding rings for a marriage that will never happen. By the end of the second chapter, Rotterdam has been destroyed, his future is in ruins, and routine becomes a fragile illusion. The novel follows five main characters, all facing the same historical moment, all making different choices for a future they hope will come.

The opening sentence reflects that tension, not just for the scene, but for the book as a whole.

The darkness was broken only by the soft glow coming from the phone. A notification, unseen in the dead of night. A silent rupture, a fault line that would fracture the ground beneath him.
Recommended for You (2026)

I once read that you should never start a novel with a wake-up scene. Strictly speaking, this is not one. Julian is not awake yet. What the opening establishes instead is quiet.

This is a quiet book. There are no chases, no guns, no villains in the traditional sense. What exists instead is a low, persistent menace. Julian lives a good life. Too good. A life without resistance or friction slowly becomes unbearable. Vera, his AI assistant, is endlessly kind, helpful, and attentive. The phone notification is a small disruption that exposes the fragility of that perfection and begins a collapse he struggles to control.

Five books, written over twelve years.
Different stories. Different beginnings.
A writer’s journey toward something resembling a craft.

Recommended for You is out 10 February.
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Filed Under: Blog, Novel, Thoughts, Writing Tagged With: blog, first line, novel, thoughts, writing

And so the future arrives…

4 January 2026 by admin Leave a Comment

Happy New Year!

2025 was never meant to be a year of major change in my writing career, but life doesn’t ask what we’re planning. It just happens.

At the beginning of the year, A Sky Without Stars was on ice. It didn’t have a title yet. It didn’t have an ending. Somewhere in early spring, I opened the project and started reading. I couldn’t stop. I realised this was possibly the most coherent work I had ever created. It needed to be completed. It deserved to be published.

As I started writing, something like a dam broke. Creativity flowed, ideas rushed in. Many of them didn’t fit that project.

I saw algorithms, political unrest, digital manipulation. A world drifting toward something unsettling.

While finishing Sky, I started work on Recommended for You, a novella about loneliness in the age of algorithms, AI companions, and increasing social isolation. I imagined a perfectly average man, living roughly five years in the future.

Sky and the new novella were completed around the same time, but I needed to finish the old work first. The Frank and Celestina trilogy had been with me since 2017, and it deserved a proper conclusion. Only once that was done could I turn my attention fully to the modern stories.

That time has come.

Recommended for You will be released in a month. But it won’t be alone. Two more novellas are scheduled for this year. One is a near-future political thriller, involving elections, deepfakes, and assassination. Later in the year, a very dark story set in Iceland follows. Again near-future. Again unsettling.

I hope you’ll join me on this journey.

At some point last year, I said that 2026 would be nothing like 2025. Now you know why.

Once again, happy New Year. May the scary things stay in our fiction.

Peace and love.

Filed Under: Blog, Novel, Personal, Thoughts, Writing Tagged With: a sky without stars, blog, new year, novel, personal, recommended for you, roadmap, thoughts, writing

Quiet Christmas…

25 December 2025 by admin Leave a Comment

Christmas has a particular texture.

Not just the lights or the noise, but the quieter things underneath. The pause. The cold air. The sense that the year is folding in on itself. We busy ourselves with preparations, but really, we should use the season to find quiet and bond with loved ones.

It is the season where we celebrate different things. Christmas, Yule, is whatever we want it to be. We have our own reasons, beliefs. We may be celebrating a birth, the light returning, the approaching new year. The season is about the new.

Stories belong to that space.

This year closed an era for me.

A Sky Without Stars marked the end of a trilogy that began years ago. Three books, one long arc, finally complete. Finishing it felt less like celebration and more like release. A permission to move on and explore different ideas.

That is where Moss Garden came from.

It is a small, quiet piece. Observant. Still. A story about place, solitude, and what happens when the world finally stops asking anything of you. Where Sky closes a door, Moss Garden opens another one. Not loudly. Not with intention. Just enough to let something new in.

2026 will be very different from anything that came before. More on that later.

If you are reading over the holidays, I hope you find a book that fits the season. Something unhurried. Something you can hold in your hands. A new truth, or a place or character that will stay with you for years to come.

However you are spending these days, I hope there is room for rest and for stories.

Merry Christmas, and thank you for reading.

Moss Garden is a short story and is available free on Kobo, Apple, Barnes & Noble, Everand, Fable, Smashwords, Thalia and Vivlio.

Filed Under: Blog, Novel, Personal, Short Stories, Thoughts, Writing Tagged With: blog, christmas, novel, personal, short stories, short story, thoughts, writing, xmas, yule

A Book and a Cover

30 November 2022 by villia Leave a Comment

We shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but we do. If it looks bad, nobody will give it a chance. If the cover doesn’t say anything about the story, it leaves the potential reader confused. I have tried to have a professional designer create a cover for one of my novels. It didn’t work. I wasn’t happy with the results. Granted, it was a low budget job, but the problem was that they didn’t understand the project like I did. Perfectly understandable, as I wrote the thing. I’m sure big name authors have larger budgets, the designers probably read the manuscripts and have physical meetings with the author and publisher, but that isn’t realistic when you’re self-publishing.

So, I create my own.

When I designed the original cover for Under the Black Sand, I used stills from the short film that inspired the novel. I suppose it was part loyalty and part convience. I loved the actors, they did a great job and I wanted them to be… immortalised? On the cover? And they were the characters. I imagined them as I wrote the story. Also, the typeface is the same as the one I used in the film.

At the beginning of November, I put the finishing touches to Mont Noir and finalised the cover. As I was working on that, I opened the Blood and Rain design next to it. They do partially follow the same characters and I wanted them to have a visual connection. Since I was busy anyway, I opened the Black Sand cover. It didn’t work for me. I guess too much time has passed, the short film is decades in the past and I felt the cover didn’t do the story justice. Obviously, no slight on the actors, they are still awesome, but the story had grown beyond the short film. (If this thing ever gets filmed, they will still be my first choice.)

That’s when I got a designer to create a new one. As I mentioned, it didn’t work. I tried it myself. Grabbed a photo I’d shot in the Icelandic highlands last summer and worked with that. It received positive feedback, so I decided to republish the book.

The Under the Black Sand cover shows a desolate road in Iceland. You see a car and something that appears to be a ghost. The cover depicts a core scene in the book, shows where it all goes wrong. It is just one scene, but it reverberates throughout the story. The old cover crammed at least three scenes in and it was cluttered. This is more clean and hopefully does the story more justice.

As I was writing Blood and Rain, I experimented with different designs. It was always going to be red and black, the anarchist colours. Oh, I actually started with a 1950s style 5 cent paperback design, but it’s a 1930s story and I think most books back then were some kind of canvas designs. Back to red and black. I had a full body female silhouette with a gun, but it was too James Bond. Settled on a face. The diagonal line is the anarchist flag. The typeface from the 1950s design survived, as I used a kind of Film Noir type. The pattern coming out of her eye represents that even if she isn’t the protagonist, everything that happens radiates from her.

Blood and Rain

Mont Noir is just around the corner. It follows some of the same characters. Anarchism has been abandoned by most of them, at least in their daily life, so the red colour is gone. Instead, we have the blue of the Dutch skies and water. You see the plane and the danger. Interestingly, the typeface I chose for Blood and Rain is more pronounced here, as the title of the book uses it.

Lastly, and this is kind of a bonus feature, I published a book of poetry and odd bits in 2018. I had seven copies printed and have given away two of them. I will never have more printed and may or may not give more away. Some of the poetry are song lyrics I wrote while playing with the guitar. I never recorded any of them and they are forgotten, but the words remain. Silent songs, a book that nobody will read. A very personal work. Book of Silence. The cover represents this, as it is me, in relative darkness, facing away.

Book of Silence

Designing covers is something I love doing. As I’m working on a story, they are a great distraction when I don’t feel like writing but want to be close to the project. If I had a large budget, I would probably get someone more skilled to design them, but I would always be very involved.

Filed Under: Blog, Film, Novel, Writing Tagged With: black sand, blog, blood and rain, covers, design, mont noir, novel, writing

Remix, remaster, re-edit?

11 November 2022 by villia Leave a Comment

When is a work of art finished? Is it ever, or do we simply abandon it when we’ve had enough?

In early summer 2013, I completed my debut novel, Under the Black Sand. It was done. After years of work, from a short film to a screenplay to a different screenplay to a novel, to a different novel to yet a different novel, it was finally done. I checked spelling, grammar, designed a cover and published on Amazon.

An early review mentioned error. The horror! I went back to work, ironed out whatever I could find and re-published. I would never have to look at the story again. In 2019, I did revisit it, after I decided to translate it into Icelandic. I changed the structure a bit, one communicates differenty in another language. I shortened the chapters. The original novel had 80.000 words spread over 13 chapters, the Icelandic version was 92.000 words across 26 chapters.

That was it. No more. Never. I had written and published another novel by this time and it was firmly time to move on.

In October 2022, I was working on finishing my third novel. I design my own covers and as I was working on this, I opened the previous two. The Black Sand one and Blood and Rain. I was happy with Blood and Rain, but the first one I designed… it looked dated. I could probably do better.

I went to work, first replacing the main image, then tweaking the back cover… then removing an element. Before I knew it, I had a complete redesign. Nothing was left of the old. It looked new and fresh.

But the novel itself? Did that still hold up? I couldn’t just republish a new cover? I fired up the old project and started reading. Fixed a couple of things, removed two scenes I always felt slowed the story down and added an opening scene. Something that would take the reader by the hand, lead them into the story. Reading it, all these years later, it felt like I’d thrown them into the deep end. Keep reading and you’ll figure it out. Not so much now. At least, that’s the idea. It was still 80.000 words, but spread across 27 chapters.

As I finished the editing, I decided it was time to say goodbye to the one thing that had stayed unchanged since the short film days. The typeface. I replaced the old and trusted font on the cover, replaced it with soething more modern, something cleaner.

And that was it. A new book. It felt fresh and new. I could now show it to people again.

So when is a work finished? It never is. Sure, creating an outline and writing the first and second drafts is a great deal and everything is fluent. Subsequent revisions are a matter of diminishing returns. There comes a point where you think, any work I put into this from now on isn’t going to change a whole lot. Time to let it go.

I’m sure a painter or a musician would say the same thing.

Looking at it years later meant I was reading it almost like someone that hasn’t read it before. Some things I’d forgotten, some were, oh yeah. I remember that. But most importantly, I read it objectively, saw a few flaws and fixed them, saw the scenes that added nothing and were potentially tedious, and saw where a bit of extra info was needed.

That’s it. Under the Black Sand is done. I will never look at it again. I think.

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52 Moments

1 January 2021 by villia Leave a Comment

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

2020 was a drag. Many say the worst year ever and that may be true for some, but there have been worse years in history. I have had worse years. 2020 was still a drag and I can’t wait to go out without a facemask, go on holiday, meet the family… heck, just go sit in a café with my laptop and type while enjoying a double espresso.

It’s the simple things in life I miss.

So… simple things. I haven’t written much lately. There was going to be a novel in 2020, but it all seemed so pointless, seeing what was going on. I am still not ready to dedicate myself to a novel, even if I have one almost done. Time to simplify one’s life.

2021 will be a year of great triumph or a massive failure. I have dedicated myself to writing one short story every week. Really short and simple stories, 1000 words or thereabouts. But every week. A new story. No serials, no blog posts, but proper stories. Moments in time of various characters. Every week.

I’m not a betting kind of type but if I was going to put money on this, I’d say it’ll fail. It’s a New Year’s Resolution and we’ll just have to see if it survives January.

So, there we have it. 2020 was a drag, 2021 will hopefully be better for us all. Look out for the first story on the 8th. It’ll be called A New Beginning and it really takes us to the very beginning of time… if you believe in that sort of thing.

Cheerio!

Filed Under: Blog, Novel, Personal, Writing Tagged With: blog, short stories, writing

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