Finland: Sauna

What could be more iconic than the Finnish sauna? Helka asked me if I wanted one the first day I arrived. After a long day of travel it sure sounded good. Oskari and Antti got the fires going, one for the hot water (to wash afterward) and the other for the sauna itself. I had…

Finland: Keminmaa

Sorry for the piecemeal accounting of my trip to Finland, but needs must: deadlines, deadlines as always. Good things coming soon including the third Chastity Flame book and the Shapeshifters anthology from Fox Spirit. But there’s much to do before Bloody Scotland and Bouchercon next month (including arranging travel back to the States for a…

Finland: Heading North

After a delightful visit in the capitol, I headed north to meet my cousins for a gathering in Keminmaa, the area where my grandfather’s family came from (my grandmother came from near Vaasa) and many still live there today. Technically Lapland, it’s sort of the borders region between the Finnish lands and the Sami ones….

Finland: Around Helsinki

I had planned to go to the national museum before I met up with Laura (under the clock at Stockmann’s of course, the traditional meeting place in Helsinki) but it didn’t open until 11 so I went to Kiasma, the contemporary art museum first while the heavens opened. Click the photos to embiggen them.

Finland: Arriving Helsinki

Thanks to Laura for meeting me at the station; it’s always wonderful to be greeted by a friendly face. We dropped things off at the hotel and then went out for a drink and a bite to eat. More tomorrow: catching up on email and things today.

Finland Bound

Assuming I awoke on time at dawn I am on my way to the land of my ancestors again. When I last visited in 2006 I had a Finlandia Foundation grant to go visit the ancient rock paintings (thank you!). It was an amazing trip! And you saw the results in Unikirja (if you haven’t…

I Get Around

Without going out of my door, I can know all things on earth, Without looking out of my window, I can know the ways of heaven: The farther one travels, the less one knows, the less one really knows. George Harrison, The Inner Light I consoled myself this weekend with the idea that I was…

Noir Carnival: Hannah Kate

Circus Music by Hannah Kate Charlie was the first one of us as got taken. Not that anyone really noticed at first. It wasn’t easy to tell with Charlie, given that he was bone idle at the best of times. So he if downed tools, there was nothing in it. After a day or so,…