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torsdag 3 november 2016

My new book - in Swedish!

Just got my new book, Mitt nya liv som katt, only in Swedish so sorry if you do not speak my language!




It is a feelgood novel about love, sex and finding yourself in this stressfull world, and a lot more...

If you do, you can buy it here››

Or:

Buy it here at Adlibris››

lördag 27 juli 2013

A friend of mine wrote a book

One of my best friends wrote a book, not just her either, together with her husband. I just have to write about it, it is just soo exiting. It is kind of a childrens book, but ok for adults too.

The book is "Tommy Wilkins and the Black smiles", by Kristina Lonnquist and Stan Eales, as Christina & Stanley.



The story follows the struggles of twelve-year-old Tommy Wilkins as the fabric of his existence slowly unravels to reveal another reality underneath. Tommy has problems like most young people: an overbearing Dad and struggles as school. But he also has problems over and above his friends: 1. He has an overwhelming predilection for sweets. 2. His mother has disappeared mysteriously. 3. His Grandfather died mysteriously. 4. His Dad’s housekeeper, ‘The Dragon’ does not seem to be human!
The story also takes place in a parallel world, Candyland. This is a kind of ‘therapeutic heaven’ for children who have died in tragic circumstances. 

Read moore at Amazon here:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Wilkins-Smilies-Elysium-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B00DGYLIIA/ref=sr_1_cc_1?s=aps&ie=UTF8&qid=1375336615&sr=1-1-catcorr&keywords=Kristina+Lonnquist

torsdag 12 april 2012

A table

This is a "still life" from my livingroom, as usual with a statue made by my mother Gunvor. And a wonderful book about a castle here in Sweden - written by my late uncle Åke.



And then some old candlesticks, an ashtray - even if no one smokes here - and then some old memories in silver and a crocodile in plate from Kuala Lumpur.

lördag 3 mars 2012

And here is chapter 3 of Snow Angels

If you want, here is another chapter of Snow Angels. And here is chapter 1 and 2 if you missed them:

http://agnetanisbeth.blogspot.com/2012/02/read-first-chapter-of-snow-angels.html

http://agnetanisbeth.blogspot.com/2012/02/and-here-is-chapter-2-of-snow-angels.html




Snow Angels - Chapter 3


13 years had passed, obviously. But how come I do not remember a single thing about anything in between? What had happen to me, where am I?

This is just a long, really long nightmare.

A big wave of sadness, grief and sorrow hit me like a tsunami. I had to sit down. The bed looked like a good choice. It was soft and nice, just what I needed now. What if I went to sleep again maybe I could wake up in my apartment.

I laid down in the bed and it felt good to close my eyes again. I tried to remember the party that obviously happened 13 years ago. The only thing I could remember was the walk with Janice that Liza and her boyfriend greeted us welcome.

I think I remember that I ate some homemade tacos and enchiladas and that I drank some drinks with umbrellas and a lot of Mexican beer. What if someone drugged me? And then kidnapped me away to this place, wherever I am?
Maybe this half naked man besides me did all that? Should I be afraid?

Perhaps I had repressed it all, because it was too painful to remember? Or maybe I had some kind of accident? I heard of people losing their memory.

My mom and dad were dead and I did not have any siblings, but I can just imagine what Janice would think if she saw me now, in bed with a complete stranger?

And where was Janice now, still in Manhattan? Maybe she also lost her memory, or does she think I am dead?

I went up again and went for the bathroom. I did not feel relaxed in the bed anyway. Better go and check on myself again. Look for signs on my body, maybe I even had stretch marks after giving birth to a baby? That would REALLY make my day.

At least it was a nice bathroom, it looked comfy in a strange way. Like a place I would have chosen to build. At least in my dreams, I could never ever afford a place like this. My tiny apartment in New York was rented.

I approached the mirror again, but not without hesitation. Now I did know that I had to have changed in these years, but why had I dyed my hair black?
I recognized my eyes, my nose and neck, but it was still not really MY old face. At least what I remember. Maybe I had a facelift?

Then I looked down on my body and decided to take of my luxury silk dress that I had saved for month to buy and that now just was a mess.
My body looked familiar, maybe the breast was a tiny bit bigger and I could not find any stretch marks, thank God! So hopefully I don’t have any kids. But when I saw my wrists I screamed! I had too tattoos, one of barbed wire wound around my ankles. I did not do that to myself - or did I?

“So you are up now babe. It was a really though nite, don’t Ya think?”
The man from the bed was now standing in the doorway. But he was not really half naked. He was completely nude.


söndag 26 februari 2012

And here is chapter 2 of Snow Angels

And here is the next chapter of my story Snow Angels - chapter 2.


Snow Angels Chapter 2

The room suddenly started to feel really cold. I raised myself up and went directly to the window and looked out. Even if I tried I couldn’t see anything that’s looked familiar to me. I have never been here before in my life!

How the hell did I finish up here? And where was I?

It was a really nice view, if I had chose it. Which I haven’t.
The lake was frozen and all white with snow. It all looked like a Christmas card.

My head started to pound even more. I needed some painkillers real quick.
Maybe my mystery bed pal had some in the drawer placed under the washbowl?

But when I washed my hands I got another BIG surprise.
I looked in the mirror and saw a face I did not recognize!
My eyes looked the same, but that was about it. My nicely cropped, blond hair was now really short, and black…

I had never colored my hair before, except for some blond highlights last year.
It all felt so surreal. It was like a crazy dream. Maybe it was a dream? If I lay down in the bed and went to sleep again I would wake up in my own apartment.
God, I want my own life back!

I started to wash my hands, and looked down on them. There was a ring on my left hand, like I was engaged or married. I felt nauseous.
After some serious throwing up I went back on my search for the painkillers. And when I opened the drawer I found more than I could ask for.

There was a minor pharmacy there, some with prescriptions, other just over the counter meds.
Two Aspirin and a glass of water later I went back to the bedroom.

I decided to look closer at the man in the bed. He was still asleep, and still snoring. He did not show all his body but it really looked that he was nude.
How the h-l could I have shared a bed with this man? He was not my type at all, shaved head, tattoos and it seemed that he had been a lot in the gym. He’s arm muscles were bulging. Yuck!

I went around the bed and looked out the window. To the right there was a garage, to the right another house, a modern villa. And just below my window there was a children’s playground.
Please! Don’t say that I have children now?

It was all so strange that I started to laugh. I am going insane!

On the nightstand besides the muscular male was a book and a magazine with Hillary Clinton on the cover.
What has Bill's wife done now? Got a divorce? What could possibly a presidents wife have done to be on the cover of Newsweek?

I picked it up. But when I read it better I had to sit down again. It said she was The Secretary of State, but that was not all. The date of the magazine was 2010. I went to a party 1997.

Next chapter here:
http://agnetanisbeth.blogspot.se/2012/03/and-here-is-chapter-3-of-snow-angels.html

Here you can read the rest:
http://www.wattpad.com/user/AgnetaNisbeth


lördag 25 februari 2012

Read the first chapter of Snow Angels

I if you want you can read the first chapter of Snow Angels here, the rest you can find at Wattpad.



Snow Angels - chapter 1


It is always difficult to wake up after a long night partying. But this morning it was extra hard, my head was pounding and I felt like vomiting.
I didn’t really remember where I ended up yesterday. When my eyes finally got accustomed to the bright light outside I realized that I had been sleeping in a big room with a modern touch, stylish furniture and eggshell colored walls, like in a fancy magazine. You know the type that you could find in Modern Architecture.
But the thing that got me going was the fact that I was not alone in the bed. Beside me was a snoring man in his forties, half naked and with a big tattoo on his right shoulder. An ugly eagle.
Then I looked down on my own body, I was still dressed, thank God, in my light yellow silk dress that now more looked like a worn nightgown, all wrinkly and stained.
Oh dear, I wonder what these stains came from?
I tried really hard but could not remember anything about him or the night that passed. How did I end up here? Who was this guy?
I was now sitting up and the hammer in my head started to pound in my forehead, so strong that my eyes became watery. Was I crying?
My last memory from yesterday was at a party at a friend of Janice. It was really close to her home in Manhattan so we had walked there. It was a really nice summer night and I remember that we talked about what we would do this holiday. 
I realized that I have to go to the bathroom. So I slowly put down my feet on the creamy, fluffy carpet, my legs looked almost as pale. Then I realized that I had some strange marks at my ankles. I tried to look down on my feet but my aching head stopped me.
 Toilet first. I had absolutely no idea where the bathroom where, I had never been here before. I started to feel a little nervous, unease. But I had to pee. That was more important in that moment.
I opened the first door I found. Luckily it was a big toilet, with pink marbled walls and floors. So I then entered and did what I had to do. But sitting there I looked out of the window. And then I felt like I freeze, a chilling sensation begun to creep up my spine.
What I saw outside was a big lake or something, mountains and some forest in the background. And all was covered with a lot of snow!

Read more here:

lördag 5 november 2011

Updated Snow Angels

Just want to say I updated my story on Wattpad with some new chapters.
http://www.wattpad.com/2542179-snow-angels-part-7



Here is the first chapter of Snow Angels:

It is always difficult to wake up after a long night partying. But this morning it was extra hard, my head was pounding and I felt like vomiting.

I didn’t really remember where I ended up yesterday. When my eyes finally got accustomed to the bright light outside I realized that I had been sleeping in a big room with a modern touch, stylish furniture and eggshell colored walls, like in a fancy magazine. You know the type that you could find in Modern Architecture.

But the thing that got me going was the fact that I was not alone in the bed. Beside me was a snoring man in his forties, half naked and with a big tattoo on his right shoulder. An ugly eagle.

Then I looked down on my own body, I was still dressed, thank God, in my light yellow silk dress that now more looked like a worn nightgown, all wrinkly and stained.
Oh dear, I wonder what these stains came from?

I tried really hard but could not remember anything about him or the night that passed. How did I end up here? Who was this guy?

I was now sitting up and the hammer in my head started to pound in my forehead, so strong that my eyes became watery. Was I crying?

My last memory from yesterday was at a party at a friend of Janice. It was really close to her home in Manhattan so we had walked there. It was a really nice summer night and I remember that we talked about what we would do this holiday.

I realized that I have to go to the bathroom. So I slowly put down my feet on the creamy, fluffy carpet, my legs looked almost as pale. Then I realized that I had some strange marks at my ankles. I tried to look down on my feet but my aching head stopped me.

Toilet first.
I had absolutely no idea where the bathroom where, I had never been here before.
I started to feel a little nervous, unease. But I had to pee. That was more important in that moment.

I opened the first door I found. Luckily it was a big toilet, with pink marbled walls and floors.
So I then entered and did what I had to do. But sitting there I looked out of the window. And then I felt like I freeze, a chilling sensation begun to creep up my spine.

What I saw outside was a big lake or something, mountains and some forest in the background. And all was covered with a lot of snow!


READ THE REST - AT WATTPAD.
http://www.wattpad.com/1753548-snow-angels


söndag 16 oktober 2011

My story Snow Angels

My stort Snow Angels is now also on wattpad, if you want to read some of the first chapters - it's there. Perfect to read on your Iphone or android.
This is a story about waking up - finding yourself and then try to go on with your new life, even if its going to be much harder than you ever imagined... Catherine wokes up one morning in a place she doesn't remeber ever been to - but was worse ...
Here you have the link.





söndag 10 april 2011

Been busy


It has been a while, but I am back now. Been busy with work, been writing two books, Dassboken and Damrummet. Then I have been working on svenskdam.se. But now it is spring, the cold and snowy winter is gone and I am looking forward to live again.
I really hate winters.
Soon I will be off to Cyprus, on a week long holiday. So nice!
I also post a reminder of summer with a lovely flower,
se you all soon.

lördag 29 januari 2011

My story Snow Angels


As some of you already know I am writing on a story for the web, Snow Angels. Ans I have now put up chapter 32, if you want you can check it ut here, at VideoJug:
Read more here:

måndag 1 februari 2010

Omaka par - Presentationen

Mycket gräl och sex utlovas i ny het dokusåpa!




Lika barn leka bäst sägs det ju. Men i denna nya amerikanska dokusåpa vill man bevisa motsatsen. Att kärlek alltid börjar med bråk! Serien som startar på Livechannel veckan heter Odd Couples (Omaka par) och är ett nytt tillskott i genren. I denna nya serie ska en man och en kvinna försöka leva tillsammans i två månader, samtidigt som de utsätts för flera tuffa tester. Bland annat tvingas paren att skaffa jobb, handla mat och inreda den tomma lägenheten med möbler. Samtidigt ska de lära känna varandra så väl att man kan bli ett par på riktigt. Men den verkliga haken är att producenterna valt ut 10 helt omaka par. Här finns till exempel en ung kristen kvinna som parats ihop med en ilsken ateist. Vi kommer också att få se en vältränad tjej som tvingas leva tillsammans med en riktig soffpotatis och en exhibitionistisk nakenmodell som parats ihop med ett blygt datageni. Så det är med andra ord upplagt både för riktiga gräl och heta stunder i sängkammaren!


För att göra det hela mer tittarvänligt har man nämligen monterat upp en kamera i varje rum i deras lägenhet. Med andra ord, lite som 10 olika Big Brother Hus för oss andra att titta in i. Törs vi redan nu gissa på en stor succé?
Tanken är dessa par sedan ska finna varandra på riktigt och bli kära. Det vinnande paret kommer naturligtvis inte att gå lottlösa ur denna åtta veckors batalj mellan könen. De kommer att få en resa iväg på lyxresa till Västindien och 200 00 dollar att sätta sprätt på. Men det sägs att andra större priser väntar. Fast vad det är får vi ännu inte veta, fler överraskningar utlovas också i framtiden. För det är ju en ändå en klassisk dokusåpa vi har att göra med…


Vi har bara fått ytterst lite förhandsinformation om paren. Detta är det vi vet hittills om deltagarna som tävlar om miljonen:

Par 1
Tommy och Jackie
Tommy, 27, är en fattig, konstnärlig kille som drömmer om att bli regissör. Han är uppväxt på en mindre ort och hoppas slå igenom i storstaden. Han har ganska radikala politiska idéer.
Jackie, 24, kommer från en mycket förmögen familj. Hon gör egentligen inget annat än shoppar och partajar. Tycker sig själv vara en ny Paris Hilton.

Par 2
John och Sandra
John, 26, älskar verkligen kvinnor, men tror absolut inte på livslång kärlek. Har gärna flera tjejer samtidigt. Är egen företagare i Kalifornien, kör sportbil och vet att han ser bra ut.
Sandra, 25, arbetar som förskolelärare men drömmer en stor familj. Med allt vad det innebär med villa i förort och en vovve. Så hon bara kan få vara hemmafru.

Par 3
Eddie och Mark
Eddie, 21, är en verkligt festglad kille som jobbar som telefonförsäljare. Hoppas att en dag kunna försörja sig som dragshowartist. Han har massor av partners och älskar att vara fjolla med både pärlor och paljetter.
Mark, 24, arbetar med PR till vardags. Men är också aktiv politiskt för att få homoäktenskap godkända i senaten. Han har precis blivit lämnad av sin sambo.

Par 4
Shawn och LaZia
Shawn, 26, som är afroamerikan kommer från en familj där studierna alltid varit det allra viktigaste i livet. Han har nyligen blivit färdig med sin advokatexamen. Och hoppas nu på en raketkarriär med massor av pengar och berömmelse.
LaZia, 22, har en tuff bakgrund från en av Los Angeles stökigare förorter. Hon är arbetslös sedan ett halvår och har inga pengar. Inte heller någon examen. Men hon har massor av drömmar, som att bli nästa stora hip-hopstjärna eller modell.

Par 5
Ewan och Lee
Ewan, 25, kommer från landet och har aldrig varit utanför sin stat. Han är en lång gänglig kille som känner sig borta i storstaden, längtar bara hem till kossorna och hästarna. Men vill gärna ha en tjej med sig tillbaka hem.
Lee, 28, är född och uppvuxen i New York. Hon är en välutbildad ung tjej med kinesiskt ursprung som nu jobbar för ett internationellt företag som ekonom. Hon är singel men hoppas ändå hitta kärleken. Är bara 149 cm lång men ett verkligt krutpaket av energi.

Par 6
Randy och Julia
Randy, 26, gillar att tillbringa dagarna i tevesoffan och titta på sport och äta skräpmat. Har bara tillfälliga jobb som snickare med mera. Är något överviktig. Han har varit gift en gång och har ett barn men bor nu ensam.
Julia, 24, är i det närmaste träningsnarkoman. Är otroligt noga med vad hon äter och jobbar som kursledare i aerobics och step-up. Jobbar nästan jämt och avskyr slashasar.

Par 7
Eduardo och Maria
Eduardo, 31, sedan hans familj som ursprungligen kommer från Cuba flytt till USA vill han inte höra talas om kommunism eller socialism. Han har ganska reaktionära åsikter och äger en egen bilsalong för nya och begagnade bilar i Atlanta.
Maria, 33, är också latino, men hennes familj var en gång tvungna att fly från Chile eftersom hennes pappa jobbade politiskt på vänsterkanten. Nu lever hon i Boston och arbetar med handikappade barn.

Par 8
Edward och Ivana
Edward eller Ed, 27, är ett datageni med en examen i fysik. Ed har mest suttit framför sin dator, både på jobbet och hemma. Han är lite blyg och socialt handikappad, men ser fram emot att dela lägenhet med en snygg kvinna.
Ivana, 24, vars familj ursprungligen kommer från Polen har en bakgrund som frisör. Men jobbar nu mest som nakenmodell. Ett jobb hon fått efter att ha gjort en rejäl bröstförstoring. Hon verkligen älskar att visa upp sig själv, med eller utan kläder.

Par 9
Larry och Kimberly
Larry, 45, tycker tjejer bara är till för en sak, att sköta hemmet och vara bra i sängen. Han har varit gift två gånger och har två barn. Jobbar idag inte heltid på grund av ett ryggproblem, men har annars en egen byggfirma.
Kimberly, 26, jobbar nu som fastighetsmäklare och har pluggat en del på universitetet. Men hon har också varit modell i tonåren och gjorde då en bröstförstoring. Tänker nu visa omvärlden att även tjejer med en byst av silikon kan ha en hjärna…

Par 10
Kenny och Elizabeth
Kenny, 24, är stolt över sitt afroamerikanska ursprung. Säger att han är ateist och jobbar som tandtekniker. Är mycket intresserad av sitt utseende och sina kläder. Går ofta ut med sina polare och har många tjejer på gång samtidigt.
Elizabeth, 26, går i kyrkan varje söndag och sjunger i den lokala kyrkokören. Är uppfostrad i sann kristen anda och säger att hon valde att söka in till serien för att kunna sprida sitt budskap vidare. Bor fortfarande kvar hemma hos sina föräldrar. Lider i tysthat av sin övervikt.

Programledare: Moses Keith och Barbara Johns.