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At least he was not a burden to his mother; for she had no idea where he was. His brother had found him once, years ago, but he was pretty sure his brother never told his mother or she would have come for him. He was glad she hadn’t. Life wasn’t that bad, and here he wasn’t a burden to her. More
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Language: English
ISBN: 9781301953165
About Ulf Wolf

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?

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Review by: Bernard Fancher on Dec. 01, 2012 :
The story starts rather slowly, and the subject matter is a little upsetting, but the ending is interesting and, all in all, makes the effort of reading worthwhile. Nonetheless, the writing seems obviously hurried at times and even careless. For instance: "To" is used at one point instead of "two", which is either an unfortunate typo or a gross error of cognition. In either case, allowing such obvious errors to stand uncorrected through publication betrays a certain lack of respect for the reader, not to mention one's own work. I look forward to reading more from this writer, but hope in the future he takes more time and extends more care in his effort, edits ruthlessly, and perhaps even finds someone to proofread his work if he is unwilling or incapable of attending to this bit of necessary tedium himself. I realize this may seem a harsh judgment, but I wouldn't bother if I thought the underlying talent was lacking.
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