Ulf is a Swedish name that once meant Wolf. So, yes, Wolf Wolf, that’s me.
I was born Ulf Ronnquist one snowy night in late October, in one of those northern Swedish towns that are little more than a clearing in the forest.
Fast forward through twenty Swedish years, ten or so English ones, and another twenty-four in the US and you’ll find me in front of an immigrations officer conducting the final citizenship interview, at the end of which he asks me, “What name would you like on your passport?”
And here I recall what a friend had told me, that you can pick just about any name you want at this point, and I heard me say “Ulf Wolf.”
That’s how it happened. Scout’s honor.
Of course, I had been using Ulf Wolf as a pen name for some time before this interview, but I hadn’t really planned to adopt that as my official U.S. name. But I did.
I have written stories all my life. Initially in Swedish, but for the last twenty or so years in English. To date I have written six novels, four novellas and two scores of stories; along with many songs and poems.
My writing focus these days is on life’s important questions (in my view): Who are we? What are we doing here? And how do we break out of this prison?
on April 25, 2015 :
I just finished this novella by author Ulf Wolf and was provided a very interesting story that takes place back in 1996 when people were using USENET vs chat rooms and instant messaging through those chat rooms.
A 20-year-old girl, still living with her parents, felt smothered by her mother and found a "listener" via the Internet whom she felt comfortable with and who told her exactly what she wanted to hear. Further, she felt that this "listener" from out there in the computer world was the one and only person who fully understood how she felt inside (smothered, insecure, lonely) and whom she felt she could confide in and, as a result, give her not only comfort that someone to talk to. The girl had some reservations about revealing all her secrets and personal encounters but "the listener" (known in the novel as "the confessor") kept telling her how her spirit could be set free if she would only open up to him completely. It turned out to be the biggest mistake of her life and was partially the reason that led her to suicidal intentions and following through with them.
When her mother found the online correspondences between her daughter and "the confessor" she begins to e-mail "the confessor" telling him that he was the reason her daughter was dead and she would stop at nothing to try to find out who he was and where he was in that he would most certainly pay for taking his daughter's life despite being 3000 miles away.
A story like this hits home to many girls in the world today who feel so alone and that no one understands them. As a result, they become desperate and will talk to just about anyone who offers a listening ear and who promises them they can help when, in reality, they have their own (often evil) agendas on how to manipulate and use such delicate flowers who are coming of age and trying to find their way in this big world.
I really enjoyed this quick read and how the authors writes. Author Ulf Wolf has an interesting personal background story of his own which I think very much allows him to have a deep understanding about human psychology and therefore being able to tell great stories. For that reason, I plan on looking into his other books and see what I shall find!
(review of free book)