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Today is my birthday and I feel like giving you things. My books. All of them. And a quick update on what’s coming.

As I’m sure you can imagine, I do not live off my writing. I have a job and writing novels and other things is a hobby. As such, my publishing scedule is sporadic. Under the Black Sand came out in 2013, Blood and Rain in 2017 and Mont Noir in 2023.

What I do care about is readers. You.

Summer is for reading. Exclusive to subscribers of this newsletter, I am giving you a 100% discount until the end of August, so make sure you subscribe. This is my thank you to you for being here, reading this and having faith in this project of mine. I cannot express how much I appreciate you being here.

Updates? I was busy with work. New position at the same company but demanded all my attention. Didn’t write anything for a year. In the last few weeks, I have been getting back into writing though. Last time I mentioned a sequel to Mont Noir. I opened that project a few weeks ago and was kind of surprised to see that it was closer to completion than I remembered. I am now hard at work finishing it.

That is coming after the summer. My fourth novel is coming this year. And there are other things. Watch this space. Oh, and if you want to be the first to read it, if you want to give me feedback before it gets exposed to the public, subscribe to the newsletter and let me know. Here is the opening paragraph. It’s Frank, but Celestina will be joining later.
Just for you:

Amsterdam, 10 May 1940
He was too late. The Germans had crossed the border that morning, and now Frank stood before the jeweller’s counter, staring down at the golden rings laid out like a promise already broken. There were rings with stones, sapphire, jade, diamonds. They were expensive, but he had some money. As beautiful as the gems were, he preferred the plain rings. He would have had them inscribed, but there was no time now.

Oh, and the windmill image is relevant to the new novel. :o)

I have decided to stop charging for my books.

Writing is a passion. Certainly in the beginning, before you build an audience. You write because there are voices, people and stories in your head that want to get out into the world.

If you’re lucky, you sell a million books and can make a living from your passion. I never reached that. I’m not sure if it’s a good thing or not. I remember when I started making films and videos for a living, my hobby became a source of income and I was forced to make more videos and films. The magic was gone.

Would that have happened in writing? I’m not sure. Writing involves less people and I can do whatever I please. This probably changes as you hit a nerve and build an audience and have to please them in some way. But as a hobby writer without an audience to speak of, I could write whatever I wanted. It remained fun up until the end.

My first novel dealt with an Icelandic business man entangled in seemingly supernatural events. It was a story that just came into being, I was just there to write it. My second dealt with the Spanish Civil War because I was interested in that at the time. My third (unpublished) took a look at life in Amsterdam in the final year before World War Two broke out.

Recently, I created a medeaval world where the gods interfere with the lives of the people, where the church and king try to retain power and the kids try to break out of their routine lives, either by joining the army or planning a revolt against the gods and king. I never finished that.

Those are all wildly different projects. I’m not sure if it’s because my interests are all over the place (they are) or if I haven’t found my voice or niche. Knowing myself, once I’d found my niche, I would try to break out of it.

There is a problem. I don’t have the time to explore my voice, my audience or thoughts in general. A full time job, family and the usual stuff leaves little time to write. That’s why it takes three years to write novels, why I don’t have time to properly publish them. It is the reason why I finish a draft and then leave it for a year or more until looking at it again. Blood and Rain was as good as ready in early 2016 but was published a year later. Mont Noir, the Amsterdam based novel, could have been published in 2018, but… you get it.

Up until now, I have sold my books at low prices. I’m not in it for the money and they don’t sell enough to make a difference to my finances. So, I came to a conclusion.

From today, all my books will be free. They will cost you nothing. I don’t care if I earn €2.99 per book or nothing at all. My job pays me, so my books don’t have to.

If you always wanted to read my novels but never had the money, now is the chance. The price has been implemented at Smashwords and should trickle to other retailers in the coming hours.

Thanks for your support.

A New Novel – coming soon

It’s (not) All About the Money