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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

It Never Stops – The Soundtrack of a Trilogy

17 October 2025 by villia Leave a Comment

If the Frank & Celestina trilogy had a theme song, it would be Sketches of Spain by Nits.

Not the Miles Davis piece, but the haunting Dutch song from 1983. It is quiet, elegiac, and full of echoes.

It begins with the line:
“The streets of Barcelona are filled with blood and rain.”

That lyric became the seed for the first novel’s title, Blood and Rain. It captured everything I wanted the story to be. A collision of love and violence, beauty and loss.

When I wrote the trilogy, I often returned to that song. It moves like memory – gently, hesitantly – as if afraid of breaking what it remembers. Then the percussion breaks the calm like a machine gun. And the refrain that refuses to fade:
“It never ever, never ever, never stops.”

In the deepest, darkest moments of A Sky Without Stars, as the world relentlessly piles its weight onto Frank and those he loves, he echoes that line in despair: “It never stops.” The same sentiment, the same exhaustion. War is relentless, and all anyone caught in it wants is for it to end.

That line became the emotional spine of the entire saga. It’s history itself speaking. The endless cycle of wars, betrayals, and fragile acts of mercy that never truly end. In A Sky Without Stars, those words close the circle between music and story.

It isn’t coincidence. Sketches of Spain is one of those rare songs that take you to a place and show you what’s happening with the same clarity as a photograph or a piece of film.

For me, that song is the trilogy:
how beauty survives horror,
how memory outlasts time,
and how, even when everything ends,
it never really stops.

No matter when you’re born, there are choices to make, and hard times to endure.

It never stops.

Listen to Nits – Sketches of Spain (live)

A Sky Without Stars is out now.

Filed Under: Music, Novel, Writing Tagged With: blood and rain, celestina, music, nits, novel, spain, thoughts, writing

Happy New 2023!

1 January 2023 by villia 1 Comment

Dear reader,
2022 is gone and 2023 is here. A year is different for us all. Some may experience it as the best year of their lives, while others are forced to stare into the void.

2022 was another strange year. Covid is still here. I lost a friend to the pandemic. My last grandparent left us and has now found peace. My knee has been acting up, I went fo an MRI scan and was told to get used to it. I walked less than the year before, because of the knee.

On a positive note, I didn’t take up smoking, I kept walking, didn’t gain weight, lost no teeth (one hole was fixed though), I left my full-time job and took up another position with the same employer, giving me more time for the family, myself and writing.

Writing. I have been neglecting writing for too long. My novels are few and far between. Something always seems to get in the way. My new year’s resolution for 2023 is to not let that happen again. No matter how weird things get, I am now on the verge of publishing my third novel. That is an achievement and it is time I start taking this thing seriously.

So, what happened in the past? Under the Black Sand came out in 2014. It could have been much earlier, the short story is from 2006, the screenplay from 2009, I had a novel draft in 2011, but it was my first and I took many detours. I wasn’t sure where I was going with this.

Blood and Rain came in 2017. It was ready at the end of 2015, but as I received feedback from beta readers at the end of the year, my all time musical icon, David Bowie, died. It affected me more than it should have. I didn’t touch my writing for a year, pushing the publishing date to early 2017.

Mont Noir was conceived around the time I took on a full-time management job. I was able to balance work, family and writing at the start, but as the pandemic hit, things got crazy at work and I had no time to look at my writing. Mont Noir was finished in early 2020, but I don’t want to publish novels until I am perfectly satisfied that they are they best they can be, so I shelved it.

In February 2022, I stepped down from the full-time job and this gave me breathing space. Late 2022 saw me opening Scrivener again for the first time in months. I started by looking at my older works. New edits of Under the Black Sand and Blood and Rain were finished. Those “remasters” were published in November. I also ran through my Icelandic translation of the Sand, published that. And then it was time to finish Mont Noir.

I added an opening scene, deleted one or two scenes that added nothing to the story, tidied up the writing, made Mont Noir into the novel it could and should be. It was ready. I created the eBook, paperback and hardcover and set a publishing date. I have since made tiny tweaks, so the thee formats will have to be redone, but they’re tweaks and won’t affect the 16 February publishing date.

New Year’s Resolutions. I don’t really do them, but as I have found the muse – or time – again, I am dedicating myself to this craft. Creating stories, interacting with the Writer Community on Twitter, talking to people with the same passion for literature… it’s priceess. From now on I am an author. I am writing. I am editing. I have started work on a new novel, I’m four chapters in. It’s first draft and nobody gets to see that, but it is promising and I fully expect this project to be ready later this year and be published around the beginning of 2024. And then onwards. I will also be reading much more by indy authors, those heroes that self-publish.

Getting to this point has been a long and winding road, but you’re stuck with me. For as long as I can think, type and come up with worlds and characters, I will create stories.

A newsletter will be launched next month. If you want to be a part of that, please subscribe. Readers will be informed about promotions, new projects and trivia. Fellow writers may be featured if I am passionate about their books.

The future is literature. Let’s explore it together. And be kind. The 21st century was supposed to be a new beginning. Let’s work together and let this century reach its potential.

Filed Under: Blog, Novel, Personal, Writing Tagged With: new year, novel, personal, short stories, thoughts, writing

The Loss of Democracy

1 March 2017 by villia Leave a Comment

I have used this blog almost exclusively for talking about literature and my novels. That’s what this site is for. But I have to share this with you because some things must never be silenced. I put the text below in a comment somewhere, but I don’t want to lose it in the chatter that is Facebook. It’s dark and grim, but so be it. Here goes…

We are at a watershed in history. Dangerous times. There is so much misinformation (now with an official name, alternate facts), hate speech, doublespeak, polarisation. I’m not an expert in anything, but I did something as part of a research for a current project. I read the headlines on the cover of a newspaper from 1929 to 1940. Every single day, one after another. I experienced history like they did at the time.

Alþýðublaðið 1 September 1939
Alþýðublaðið 1 September 1939

It was chilling. We all know what happened. Hindsight made it a sinister read. Going from a relatively safe (if turbulent) world towards world war. But you know what? They knew what was going on as early as 1935. Maybe earlier. War was all but certain as early as 1936 and any doubt was gone by 1937. It was the lack of action that allowed it to happen. The few voices that shouted were drowned. No one nation or man was to blame. Everyone that stood by and did nothing contributed to what would happen.

What we need now are strong voices of people that can see the dark version of the future and will do anything in their power to steer us in the other direction. It’s easier to go with the flow, even take part in the march towards the edge, but we really don’t want to go there.

I’m not predicting a war. I hope we’re not that dumb. I’m predicting the stripping of civil rights and some kind of dictatorship. Because the moment we stop believing in democracy, we lose it.

Filed Under: Politics, Thoughts Tagged With: blog, fascism, history, politics, research, social media, thoughts

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