This Easter, I’ve felt at odds with the passing of time. It often frustrates me, the things we need to do again and again. The relentlessness of the everyday. How I can feel so pleased with myself, when I’ve managed to eat breakfast, or washed the dishes, or showered, or gone to sleep – onlyContinue reading “Easter”
Author Archives: Katja
where my thoughts go
Here’s a taste of my particular flavor of crazy: A couple of weeks ago I received a travel grant to go to Tucson, Arizona, for a workshop in May. My first thoughts? I need to knit something desert-appropriate! To wear at the workshop! And photograph in the desert! I came up with two t-shirt designContinue reading “where my thoughts go”
From Crete: Books
From the notebook, written October 9th 2022 I drink beer with a view of the ocean and read ”Liv Strömquists astrologi”. A sarcastic graphic novel take on astrology. I laugh out loud to the description of Aquarius: Know-it-all weirdo. Visionary, but mostly through telling other people how they should change the world. Socially awkward. Doesn’tContinue reading “From Crete: Books”
From Crete: Photograph
From the notebook, written October 8th 2022 That smile. In Paleochora, Crete. I’m floating in the Mediterranean waves. I have no sense of time. It hits me: I can’t remember when I was this comfortable spending time with my own thoughts. There’s been so many years of chasing academic achievements, surviving pandemics, recovering. Silences, idlenessContinue reading “From Crete: Photograph”
From Crete: The reading rock
From the notebook, written October 7th 2022 I’m in Paleochora, a small town on the south coast of Crete. I’ve been here before, once at four or five, and once at seventeen. I don’t remember much, though. Not the short but lively stretch of main street that is lined with restaurants and bars. Not theContinue reading “From Crete: The reading rock”
From Crete: Then and now
From the notebook, written October 6th 2022 Yes. I’m on Crete. It’s for a conference, but I decided to come early, and take a couple of days off before. I’ve been to Greece many times, I used to come every other year with my family. The last time, though, was in 2005. That was theContinue reading “From Crete: Then and now”
Settling
From the notebook, written October 4th 2022 A year and seventeen days ago, I was interviewed for a postdoc in Bergen. With six days left to final thesis submission, I had very little time to prepare for the interview and I remember feeling a bit unhinged. I made some jokes. Said something about research. AndContinue reading “Settling”
August eleventh: Re-boot
From the notebook, written August 11th 2022 I It’s 7:36 in the morning as we roll out of Stockholm central station. I enter into that train-travel-state-of-mind. Winding thoughts. We pass the Swedish parliament. I got my voting card ”for Swedes abroad” some time ago, in a couple of weeks I’ll go to the Swedish consulateContinue reading “August eleventh: Re-boot”
In transit
I From the notebook, written February 27th 2022 It’s been a while. I became a Doctor of Philosophy. I was exhausted, after the defense. I could not feel for weeks. On New Year’s Eve, I got appendicitis. That, I could feel. Spending the last hours of 2021 in terrible pain in the emergency room, alone,Continue reading “In transit”
[interlude]
I will begin with a new format here soon. I just need to figure it out first. In the meantime: My dinner spot on sunny evenings, at the end of the mountain trail that starts three blocks from my new apartment in my new home town Bergen, Norway.
Katja Malmborg 