I don’t want this in my department. This is not how we do things around here. They looked down. I don’t know what its been like were you have worked previously, but I am telling you this now, this is not how I want it. A man walked by with his trolley. If there’s anything, that you find is not right or is missing, then you have to tell me straight away. As I told you, I don’t want this in my department. They nodded.Well, I’m glad we had this conversation, so you in the future can come and tell me, right? Continue reading “BOXED I(I)N”

The heart (or the bird) of the story

I looked at the 3 comments, I had written down shortly after we had ended the interview. 3 things that stood out to me. It had not been difficult to write them down. Although I did feel slightly under pressure to be sure to write down “the most important things”. Was it because I was worried to miss or forget something? Or was it because I couldn’t understand the connection? Continue reading “The heart (or the bird) of the story”


I looked at the palm of my hand. The 3 questions were still there. I looked at my note book. My head heart filled with a thousand words. Feelings. Impressions. Symbols. Love. Stories. How could I in 3 sentences describe the most important things from this interview story, like I had been told to do by my inner voice – my intuition? How could I capture, what I had just heard seen? Continue reading “A B SEE”

Overcoming the mountain

Rather than a plan, a basis was laid down from which more detailed planning could take its source, e.g. finally deciding on the climbing party; planning and developing the oxygen supplies and apparatus; ordering the rations, the tents, the mountaineering gear and a multitude of other items… Once this planning basis had been laid down, and with the party selected, the machinery of mounting the expedition, which was already well run-in, could be turned on to full speed ahead. Of these preparations I shall tell in the next chapter. Continue reading “Overcoming the mountain”

The perfect imperfect

I went through some of my old student books about interviews in an attempt to prepare myself for my first upcoming interview, on my way to start up as a “professional story teller”. How to make the perfect interview? How to start, how to finish? What is most important? What kind of interview do I want to make? I even found my thesis and started to read about some of the interviews I had done at university. Despite having already been told yesterday, by my intuition, not to prepare for another academic interview, I guess my intuition just played along and allowed me to continue my research and planning, the way I’m used to. Obviously it didn’t get me anywhere. Continue reading “The perfect imperfect”

Finding the feeling

This is Big Ben. It was build in 1859, the teacher pointed out. I stopped listening. I just stood there. Looking at this impressive, gigantic clock. I watched the people go by. On their way to work, school, whatever. I looked around. The Themes. The impressive buildings in front of me. I felt the buzz from the big city. I felt it’s impulse. It’s sounds. It’s colours. It’s heartbeat. I knew, that I had to come back and live here some day. 6 years later, I made it happen. Continue reading “Finding the feeling”