Spring

Dear readers.

For the last months Sweden has been covered in snow. Mountains of white crap that has been moved from the streets are everywhere. Still, even now.
But it's melting now.

Of course, the last time we said that spring was closing on us, it started snowing again, so maybe I shouldn't jinx it.

Now it seems as if we're on the right track, though, so I will do nothing but home.

I have been writing in Swedish these last days. For those who know me, you are aware of the fact that I feel more comfortable when writing in English for some reason. Even though it's not my native language I have found that I prefer to write in it.
But since I decided to enter a short-story competition. I need to write a fantasy story between 5000 and 40,000 characters (without the blanks) and send it to them before March 31st.

I don't know what hopes I have on this story. Everytime I start writing on it, I automatically think of it in English but the concept doesn't work when I switch language. It's rather awful I believe. However, I can't know.

Now I should get back to writing on it, so I have it ready on time.
Sarah