![]() On the 1st of January I published my first poetry collection, the moon. 2020 - the year of changesĪnd what a year I chose. And so, I decided to publish not one, but four books in the following year. ![]() I was fortunate enough to meet some incredible people that are still a huge part of my life up until this day.Īt the end of 2019, I felt supported and inspired. The writing retreat never happened, but while traveling I found myself again. I went on my two first solo trips: First to meet a fellow poet in Vienna and second to host a writing retreat in Bali. And while poetry helped me through the process, my Instagram account also aided my healing in more tangible ways. And changing the choices that had brought me there was connected to a lot of shame, sadness and guilt towards close friends and family. I found myself living and working alone from home in a place where I did not feel comfortable. I had made a few unsuitable choices in my life by listening to what others what wanted for me instead of what my inner voice told me. Sometime during the spring of 2019, I went to see a psychiatrist and was diagnosed with a mild depression. I graduated high school and continued with a gap year (a common thing in Denmark), where I worked full time as a danish copywriter and traveled full time for 2,5 months, all while writing and posting continuously. I still think about these days with fondness. ![]() Sadly, most of them are not on Instagram anymore and I have lost contact with the majority. However, I was able to form a writing community with a bunch of international poets and writers. Pieces such as " why did you take / what you did not need / me" and " i'm a writer / and you're a fucking cliché" gives an impression of where I was at at that time. When I read my poems from that time now, it is striking how dark, depressed and toxic they are. The account became a space for all that I was feeling. This is the earliest screenshot I have of the account. I kept it anonymous for a long time, sharing only my quotes and photos I found online. Not because I was ashamed, but because it was my safe space. Initially I was also sharing quotes from other authors, but I had so much on my mind that I quickly turned to my own words and signed them "k.tolnoe".įor the first many months of having my account, I kept it a secret from friends and family. That day, I started an Instagram account and started posting what was on my mind. I needed an outlet and a space for all that I was going through and writing has always been my solace. Due to an unfortunate series of event at the time, I was in a period of my life characterized by feelings of anger, of sadness and of loneliness. The story of k.tolnoe begins on a spring day in May, 2017. I am more outgoing and confident now, but still introverted by nature and books continue to be a vital part of my life. I guess at a time when making friends was difficult for me, the words offered some sort of home. Initially I would write in Danish, both novel drafts and short stories. I always loved books and as soon as I learned how to, I started writing. ![]() I was a quiet child, a dreamer from the beginning, and while the other children in my family required company to be entertained, I would be by myself with my dolls or pen and paper. I grew up with my parents and one brother in quite idyllic surroundings with lots of wild nature that continue to affect and inspire my work up until today.Īs you may already have figured out, I am a Libra and a highly sensitive person. I was born in October 1998 in a small town 20 minutes outside of Copenhagen, Denmark. If you are new here, welcome! And if you are not, I want to thank you for being here, for supporting me and for continuously reading and sharing my words.
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