This small house on the fjord in Oslo would be an ideal writing hideaway. I see myself sitting at the window watching the world sail by, their nondescript faces blinking against the summer sun as they pass, and words filling my screen because I have nowhere to go, nothing to do but look and think and dream and write. En forfatters drøm!

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