Metta Sail, Book Fair and all new pieces

The rain beats against the windows and I sit with candles and a cup of coffee at the kitchen table that stands on one of our glass-enclosed porches. From here you can see across the strait to the island of Marstrand. The church, a piece of the wharf, Grand Hotels and Carlsten Fortress. Reminiscent of Metta Fock, they make the right times, and although the book is released Mercurium long so do not Metta let go of me. It feels so. She will always have a special place in my heart, thanks to that we found living relatives that also means a lot to me. Cecilia and her family. By no means knew her grandmother's grandmother's grandmother or her life story. But who took her to him and taken care of all the material that we picked out of the archives and all possible - and impossible places. And the other day I was contacted by a Magnus Ridder Bjelke, descendant Mettas Uncle Ake. (Metta sets off to his uncle in Dalsland before the first Investigation begins.) At Uncle Ake's side of the family has preserved Mettas memory. And it felt great to be able to connect with Cecilia Magnus!

Dick Harrison, a professor of history at Lund University, saw the work that lay behind the book and declared that "It is without doubt one of the best historical novels I've read," and pointed out that his wife Catherine was of the same opinion. (See her blog: http://katarinaharrisonlindbergh.wordpress.com/2012/08/19/ann-rosman/

This year's Book Fair was amazing - thank you to everyone who showed up in the Forma Books booth. I was completely overwhelmed! Queues and chaos. It was just I thought it was true. And all the happy shouts on this page or via Facebook and Twitter. If you only knew what I appreciate it!

After four books, one should well know how to do, you can imagine. But perhaps it was part of the problem. The work of four books in four years came up with me and for a few weeks, I felt totally paralyzed even though I already had an idea for the next book. Eventually, I got to call my publisher and say that I need more time to the next book. I want to have time to explore the old house in Marstrand, with flashlight in hand crouch and walk down the drafty basement with rammed earth floor. I love that! Get the feeling that you step into another world and really I should not be so surprised if the horse drawn träkärror passed on the quay when I came up from the basement again. Women dressed in long dress and with umbrella in hand ...

I want to talk to my oldest friend - Marstrand Local Society old chairman Stig - when he talks. And then I along with genealogists Bridget find those little details, those people that convey their part of the story to me. The people in the documents, beyond the brittle paper. For oh what it's fantastic when they step forward. That's the story I want to tell you further in my turn. I'll just get the pieces in place first ...

Mercurium out now!

So it became finally clear to finish my story of Metta Fock. The title became Mercurium which is the old folk name for arsenic.

The only female prisoner at Carlsten Fortress, that was how it started, I wondered why she, as a woman ends up on an explicit male prison. Suspected of MURDER BY POISON (with mercurium) of her husband and two of the family's four children, she comes to the barren island of January 2, 1806. I have read commandant Bonde's notes about her. After much searching recovered his document on Regional Archives in Gothenburg.
Then Metta arriving in 1806, she has been in jail since november 1802nd And because you get tired of aristocratic lady's many appeals do you solve it by taking away her pen and paper. The only one she can talk to the priest and the only thing he wants to hear is a confession. But noble lady is brave and proposals. She makes hand-work and embroidery with cross stitch the amazing clemency currently on the Nordic Museum in Stockholm. Actually it's on display right now.
Search on "Metta Fock embroidered" to view images on it!

I started work in February last year and was completed in May now ... Lots of papers from the National Archives and the Provincial Archives, which I helped by genealogists Bridget Abrahamsson managed to interpret in an attempt to follow Metta through the legal process.

In my parallel story in present day, it is masked at Carl's Fortress when two of the noble guests found dead in unclear circumstances. In addition, the gates were closed throughout the evening. Detective Karin Adler called to the scene.
For there are always links to us living here today. Not just in my imagination, to Bridget actually found living relatives of Metta Fock. A certain Cecilia in Stockholm. Who did not have a clue about the story until I called. It feels great to be in the middle of the murky history of finding descendants who took her grandmother's grandmother's grandmother Metta to heart. With warm hand, we hand over all our material, knowing that it ends up in the right hands! And maybe that Metta in any way by the time period knows that Cecilia and I were together at her farm Little Gisslared, sat in her cell in the Commandant's House at Carlsten and admired her embroidered clemency. I hope so.

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Commercial Recording on Carlsten

Last week it was finally time for the commercial recording Carlsten Fortress. In the end we were a fairly large party: Cecilia who is related to Metta Fock (the woman I write about my past history) and would actually visualize her, genealogists Bridget, make-up artist Madeleine, producer Eva and photographer Hans. And the great gang at Carlsten that helped us. Charles, Eiwe and Siri.
Something happens to me when I'm up at Carlsten and think of those who served there. Even on a sunny April day is quickly frozen by the wind blowing through the aisles. What a place!

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