Let's put it into words.

Here's this writer's tale…

My life began in quiet enough surroundings. I was born in rural Sweden in the eighties, and my hunger to explore the world drove my post-university career. Eventually, I became an office nomad so I could try life on for size in vastly different corners of the globe. Having lived in San Francisco, Auckland, London and Hong Kong, I eventually boomeranged back to Scandinavia by way of Denmark.

*A younger and more hat-obsessed version of me navigating the busy streets of London*.

In London, I learned the marketing ropes, feeling like the luckiest person alive from my office a stone’s throw from Soho. During the week, I worked in financial publishing, and on weekends I explored the hidden nooks and crannies of London. The first company to give this freshly-minted graduate a chance was publishing house Incisive Media, and the second was Mergermarket, then part of the Financial Times group.

*When this rattling Hong Kong elevator door closed, I pinned my hopes on the idea that it would open again at the bottom.*

Some years later, work catapulted me to the hustle and bustle of Hong Kong where I took a deep dive the Asia-Pacific region, immersing myself in work but also in travelling to places I had barely heard of before. Living in a place like Hong Kong is an experience one never forgets. It has the fiery energy of a wild party, yet it rests on centuries of Buddhist wisdom. It’s a place of contrast: of crowded skyscrapers with nature, of densely populated areas with green hills that seem to exist on the edge of the world.

*A marriage is born and with it, the living and breathing organism that became my family of four.*

Marriage to my lovely Danish man prompted a move back to Scandinavia, and work-wise I landed a new marketing role at the beautiful Copenhagen Business School campus. Working for the MBA department still allowed me to travel – in pockets – which I cherished. During the years that followed, our daughters arrived, and we happily put down roots in the green city of Copenhagen.

*Gallivanting through the Swedish countryside – in kitten heels – with my eldest daughter.*

Recently, my family and I decided to move yet again, but this time within the borders of Denmark. Craving wild trees and muddy soil, we left city-life behind for a more quiet life in the countryside. These days, we’ve settled into a minimalist townhouse a short drive from Hamlet’s haunting castle, and spend our vacations in our tiny house on the Swedish west coast where I grew up. In the evenings, we try new vegetarian recipes and hang out with our girls and on the weekends we pack picnics, put our bite-sized family dog in a basket and go biking in search of local adventures.

Let's put it into words — *A more mature me in my element: tapping away at my keyboard. The only authentic item missing from this picture is a coffee mug.*

After more than a decade in marketing and communications, I decided it was time to set out on my own, focusing on the content niche that I love the most: creating stories. In the evenings I write short stories and poems for literary journals. Life has moved on from the hectic office days I used to love but this is what life does best: it changes. And the best part is that I get to keep the people I’ve met along the way, one way or another.

My Own Story

Let's put it into words.