Born in Oslo, Norway, June 1980.
I come from hardship.
I love melancholy.
I always hid what I wrote and suppressed the need to write.
But no more. Life is too short.
I discovered the art of screenwriting late 2015 and have never looked back.
I’m a method writer focusing on dramas.
I want to make you cry.
The “why” is none of my business, but I’m here for you.
I’ll leave you with my favorite poem by Robert Frost (1923):
NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.