Why I Write

Influences & Instigators

I write fiction the way Strunge wrote poetry— not for commentary, but for collision. Not for what a story should do, but for what it can make you feel in the gut. My writing sits somewhere between Süskind’s obsessive atmosphere, John Irving’s narrative depth, Vonnegut’s mischievous truth-telling, and DFW's Philosophical recursive awareness. But the heartbeat? That’s Strunge.

On Strunge

“Strunge didn’t write for politics. He wrote for the burn of it. For the self made in language. That hit me.

'Hvem ved / ved hvad ens selv er lig? / - jeg er ligeglad / skaber selv mit selv.'
"Who knows / knows what the self is like? / – I don’t care / I create my own self."

That’s the kind of line that doesn’t ask permission. It just claims space. That’s what I try to do now with fiction.”

So it goes ...