The first time I picked up my guitar and wrote a song. Many would follow. Some of them are good, most of them unpublished. But you can listen to this one.

A collection of short stories I wrote back in 2005. Those were the wild days when I thought editing was the devil’s work. Everything needs to be recorded raw, as god or the brain intended. Making the text more coherent? Pah, foolish philistine!

From roughly 2005 to 2009 I maintained a personal blog, using it to advertise my writing chops to potential clients. It worked, some people got interested. But then newsrooms got smaller, budgets got cut, and the payments got silly. Bye-bye journalism.