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Written Samples

Below is a selection of written samples by Katrine Hjulstad. More of her written work is available on her Patreon.

 

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WHEN WINTER COMES (2020)

The leaves are brittle. They crackle in the breeze, bay and bistre. The snow softens the footsteps. Your footsteps. You pause between the trees, the mammoths of nature, and feel the cold air settle in your lungs and crawl up your nose to stick the tiny hairs together. You have to breathe through your mouth.

 

It is quiet.

 

The only green you see is the dull grass around the stems, mostly hidden in yellow strings, sun-deprived, so tired they hang limp to the ground. It has been a long summer, and an even longer autumn. It has been drawn out till the world tired, and now the world rests.

 

You feel the world exhale, slowly but surely, around you. It settles into the slow pace of winter-sleep.

 

You wander on, though 'wander' might not be the right word. You know where you are going, but it is muscle memory. It is neither purposeful nor aimless. You simply move forward, one foot in front of another, and feel the softness under your feet. Your breath makes small clouds in the air.

QUARANTINED (2020)

I pace the house, looking for something to do.

 

I have already played piano and guitar twice today. I have attempted the flute. I have eaten breakfast and lunch. I have drawn. I have read. I have watched YouTube-videos. I have listened to music. I have played with the dogs. I have cleaned the kitchen and my bedroom.

 

I have talked to my parents. I have talked to my sister. I have done yoga. I have talked to my friends. I have talked to the dogs. I have talked to the plants.

 

I have pondered the meaning of life and what comes after death. I have recited Shakespeare to my bookshelf. I have planned three writing projects in my head and watched them unfold with vivid clarity. I have watched the snow fall. I have learned to conjugate strong verbs in Old Norse (líta, leit, litu, litinn; skjóta, skaut, skutu, skotinn; fara, fór, fóru, farinn).

 

I have practiced four languages and worked on the fifth. I have composed musical pieces that sound exactly like other musical pieces. I have painted the Mona Lisa and created the prototype for human wings.

 

I have baked cakes and cupcakes, made cookies and biscuits, tea and coffee and hot chocolate and chai. I have eaten cream cheese straight from the box.

 

It is not even noon yet, and I have done it all.

REGENERATION (2021)

Are we scared

of finding our bodies colonised by fungi

that slowly rots it

from the inside out?

Are we scared

that someone will cut us open

after our lungs stop working

to find that a woodland scene has sprouted

from the red walls?

Are we scared

that we will be reclaimed by the soil

that we have slowly polluted?

Because we have plotted slowly

but fungi plots slower.

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