About me

Initially, I didn’t enjoy reading and writing. Not until my mother introduced me to comic books when I was around the age of five or six. The stories of a certain webslinger led to my first tale on paper.

It was about a young boy entering a forest and ending with him being devoured in a cave. (Prior to being devoured, he had met a creature with one leg entirely made out of hair and bats with metal nails around their eyes. Spooky stuff. Normal kid stuff, you know?) I didn’t actually write the story. I asked my mother to transcribe what I told her on top of my drawings. She was very supportive.

Naturally, with that kind of origin story, you might assume I was going to be an artist. Alas, it was not meant to be. In first grade, I took one look at another kid’s drawing of a great white shark that spanned the entirety of four taped A4s (!!!) and decided drawing wasn’t my thing.

But hey, I did continue to write!

After primary school, I ended up at a cultural centre as part of the Individuella programmet (IV) gymnasium.
There, I wrote a play for younger children. A story in which a girl falls asleep in a toy store and wakes up to find herself shrunk to the size of a toy. She goes on a journey to defeat a ratdragon and rescue the hapless robot prince. Along the way, she meets a lecturing snail, a rhyming marionette, and an optimistic mime wielding a juggling bat.
I played the wispy narrator. Armed with an oversized book and tasked with pausing time for scene transitions.
The theater director may be considered my first editor, now that I think about it. With notes like “Can the mime fall asleep in this scene? Death might be a bit, you know, for a five-year-old…”

Online, I have written shorter fiction for friends’ roleplaying games, angsty poems, and oversharing blog posts. And I used to write articles for a nerdy website together with a couple of friends.
Oh, and a ‘What if dinosaurs had guns?‘-webcomic titled Krig RAWR. Drawn by my incredibly talented friend Mirjam Löfgren. One chapter ended up being published in (nowadays retired) Utopi magazine! There is even a hilarious TVtrope Wiki entry about the comic!

We never had it in us to finish Krig RAWR. But due to Mirjam’s fantastic art, we landed a book deal with Rabén & Sjögren.

Together, we created Dinosaga. A comic book for 6–9-year-olds that tells the story of Kroo. A carnivore dinosaur that hatches into a family of herbivores and the adventures and hardships they endure. With Dinosaga published, I could start calling myself an author. But mostly, it is my friends who do that. Normally, following a script that goes something like:

And then the friend evaporates into thin air or escapes while doing their best alien crab doctor impression, leaving me with a stranger and forced small talk about writing. Which I’m not particularly good at. Another thing I’m not particularly good at is endings.

I guess this is all there is to know about me.

Hold on, Tomb—you still didn’t answer the question! Why do you write?

Uhh . . . Because I . . .