The author in me

I have since a child had a love for the written word.
The understanding and use of the Swedish language. Perhaps even more so because of me being adopted. I had to constantly prove my identity as a swede growing up. It made me want to prove that I was not only good enough but better a “their” own language, and that I could beat them, at least verbally.

It all started with me writing poems. Too shy to express what I felt for a girl in my class I handed her a drawing and a poem. Her response? Well, let’s just say she did not just keep it between her and me.
This is the way I felt: Sad day

Time passes by but looking back I notice that I wrote a lot in English already back in those days.
I’ll keep sharing some old poetry for the fun of it.

In my early and mid 20’s I “understood” everything about life and the world we all lived in.
I wanted to write a manifesto (I still do), to be shared with the world.
That was until my best friend Rickard read what I had been writing and replied “I don’t understand a thing your have written, it’s too complicated”.
Then and there I understood, what good is me writing if the message doesn’t get through.
That has since then been one of my mantras, to adjust the message to the audience or receiver.

Skip forward in time and I have been writing blogs, poems, lyrics, speeches, formal texts, rhymes and more, both to me and to my friends and family.

And that in turn made me think: If my friends need help, surely others might too.
So I started a service in Swedish, offering this help

www.skrivkramp.se (translated to: writers cramp)

Where I offer to help out with formal texts as well as rhymes as a gift and speeches.

I am not expecting to make a lot of money out of it, but since writing comes easy to me I can hopefully help others that struggle.

Love / Pedro