Notes from the writing desk.

Thoughts on stories, cities, writing, and the moments between chapters.

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Every Story Begins Before the First Chapter

Stories rarely begin where readers think they do. Long before the first page, there are questions, places, and details quietly waiting to become something larger.

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A Map Doesn’t Tell You Where a City Lives

Maps are very good at telling you where things are. But a map cannot tell you where a city lives.

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The Coffee Shop Test

I have a simple test for characters. I imagine having coffee with them. Nothing happens. The question is whether I would stay.

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The Street People Stop Seeing

We stop looking at places once we believe we know them. I sometimes wonder how many stories disappear because we become familiar with them too quickly.

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The Empty Notebook

I buy notebooks with unreasonable optimism. Every new one seems to believe I have become organised, disciplined, and possibly even someone who writes dates at the top of pages.

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Photographs Remember Differently

A photograph captures a fraction of a second and keeps it with remarkable discipline. We are the unreliable ones.

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Walking Without a Destination

Knowing where you are going changes the way you look at a city. When there is a destination, everything between here and there becomes distance.

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Rain Changes Everything

Rain is one of the oldest tricks in storytelling. But the rain itself has never interested me as much as what happens immediately after it begins.

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The Sound of an Empty Station

Stations are built around movement. Perhaps that is why an empty one feels so strange.

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The People Who Sit Facing the Door

The smallest habits are often the ones we defend least carefully. Watch someone enter an unfamiliar room and they have already told you something.

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Cities Have Their Own Memory

Cities remember through repetition. The past rarely leaves cleanly. It changes address.

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Why I Don’t Trust Perfect Characters

Our contradictions are rarely separate from our strengths. Confidence and arrogance may live in the same room.

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The Difference Between Mystery and Confusion

Mystery makes us lean closer. Confusion makes us look back three pages and wonder whether we missed a paragraph.

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Every City Needs a Different Silence

Silence does not remove information. It changes where we look for it.

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Characters Rarely Arrive Alone

Characters feel more complete when the world does not appear to have started with them.

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The Problem with Knowing the Ending

An ending imagined before the journey knows nothing about what happened on the way. Why should it have the final vote?

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A Quiet Room at the End of the Year

Answers tend to close notebooks. Questions fill them.

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When an Idea Becomes Work

A notebook is patient with possibility. A page is not.

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The Long Hours Nobody Sees

The reader sees the sentence that remained. They do not see the twelve versions beneath it.

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Writing a City You Cannot Visit Every Morning

A city does not become real because I can name every building. It becomes real when the people inside the story have learned how to move through it.

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The Problem with Characters Who Refuse to Leave

Curiosity is expensive. One question becomes a page of notes. The page becomes a history. The history creates another person.

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Why I Stopped Counting Pages

The problem is that pages have no idea whether they are good. They are remarkably supportive in this way.

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The Night the Ending Changed

It was a perfectly respectable ending. It belonged to the story I thought I was writing. That story no longer existed.

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Research Is a Dangerous Word

At some point, preparation becomes a very sophisticated form of hiding.

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The Distance Between Book One and Book Five

The first book did not know what the fifth book knew. Good. Beginnings should be allowed some innocence.

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Five Books and One Very Patient Coffee Machine

The coffee machine asked nothing. It simply made coffee. This is an underrated quality in a creative partner.

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Why Writers Need to Leave the Desk

This is not leaving the desk. This is carrying the desk through the city.

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The Last Glass of the Evening

There is a point in the evening when coffee becomes dishonest.

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THE VAEN JOURNAL

ISSUE 01 — SUMMER 2026

Stories • Cities • Memory

A visual journal exploring the world behind The Prague Story — its cities, notebooks, photographs and the ideas that became a story.

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Not Every Door Needs to Be Knocked On

There is a strange pressure to believe that every opportunity must be pursued.

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