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  • what we become

    A day to remember forever. I just completed the first draft of my very first book. So far it all adds up to 249 pages and 127,228 words… yet it is a living entity, a part of my soul, so much more than just words and numbers.

  • 2002 hat and suit

    Twelve years ago, helping a friend with a photo shoot. Limitations exist only in our heads. You are what you settle for.


  • 240 pages into my 1st draft and Chapter 17 is done! Only one more Chapter to go. OMG!!! I am really doing it, I am truly writing my first book!! Incredibly happy!

    first drafts


  • The Biggest “Thank You” to My Crowd!

    Yesterday my Indiegogo campaign came to its end. It ran for 59 days and it was the very first time I tried crowd-funding. It turned out that my crowd-funding was about so much more than just money.

    From the first day onward until the very end people contributed every day. I asked all my friends to like my page and share it with their friends, and many of you did – multiple times.

    In the end even though many of you helped me in a fantastic marketing effort, not one person who didn’t know me personally contributed.

    We collected 10,117 USD – and it all came from YOU my friends!

    As the campaign neared its end, some of my closest friends donated as much as three times, which completely blew me away. People who barely had enough money to make it through every month themselves insisted on contributing, and many of you wrote me beautiful messages, lifting my spirits, cheering me on, making me realize just how very lucky I am to have you in my life.

    Because of your incredible efforts I will be able to pay a professional editor for my book. PayPal and the credit card companies will take 10% of the cut, but I will still be left with a bit more than 9,000 USD which is pretty much the exact amount I will need to pay him. He will go over my 2nd draft and then the corrected 3rd draft, helping me shape my at times somewhat crude writing style into something much more awesome. The rest of the funds needed I will have to borrow, and hope that I will become rich and famous one day to be able to pay back all my debts.

    Like the rest of my life writing my first book has become an incredible journey, and like the rest of my life it is all about the people I meet on the way.

    I am happy that my memoirs are now not just my book anymore. It has become an effort of friends, an effort of the coolest crowd I can possibly imagine, and all of you my friends will live on in this book – for better or worse 😉

    Thanks for being there! I don’t know how to thank you enough and will try to honor your efforts by delivering a piece of literature that will be remembered for a long time.

    Stay tuned, and follow my updates on either one of these three places:
    My book’s facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/thefortunatenomad
    WordPress blog: https://liamklenk.wordpress.com/
    Tumblr blog: https://liamklenk.tumblr.com/

    At this moment I am almost done with my 1st draft and am looking at about 240 pages. I hope not a single one of those pages will end up being boring.

    Biggest hugs and thanks once more. For your support, your love, and trust. You have truly blown me away my friends. Life is beautiful!
    Liam

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  • Call me crazy, the last two days were productive: Pushed through Chapter 15, then realized that I needed to split it. Am now finished with Chapter 15 and 16, heading straight into Chapter 17… Yeehaa!

  • 2014 Jungle Garden

    This morning it’s family time. We’ll be planting flowers in our small island jungle garden. The rest of the weekend will be dedicated to sitting amongst the green, the colorful flowers and write write write…


  • 2010 Macau Pool

    Writing about four of the most intense years of my life. My mind is filled with images and emotions, heaven and hell, Jekyll and Hyde… it was a fabulous roller coaster ride for while it lasted. Amazing encounters. Never felt more happy, never more unhappy. Exponential growth and breathlessness.


  • The Fortunate Nomad Teaser

    2011 Eyes

    The Fortunate Nomad Teaser

    The 1st teaser for my coming book on Vimeo. Memoirs that will have you at the edge of your seat, touch your heart, and inspire you!


  • 1990 Columbia River

    Graduating from high school in the US. For a few years I really tried to come to terms with the body I had been given. Years later I understood that you can’t separate your soul from your body, no matter how hard you try. My time in the US was life-changing and made me curious for more. I stayed one year and afterwards Germany seemed to have lost all its appeal… It was the beginning of a nomadic life, exploring countries and people, that I wouldn’t trade in for anything.


  • 2004 North Sea

    I am a very inquisitive guy. At one point I decided to do a natural sciences diploma in my free time. Loved the lab work at Edinburgh university, especially because of the fancy gloves they provided for us.


  • Wish the author was a terrific friend

    That’s the book I want to write!


  • 1986 Writing

    I started writing a long time ago. Mostly poems and short stories… It is now at 42 years of age that i am mature enough to write my memoirs without going crazy re-living all these memories. Looking back with a twinkle in my eye… Humor is the essence!


  • 2008 Indian Ocean

    Learning to fall in love with my body was one of the major growth experiences during my life in the Maldives.


  • 2008 Indian Ocean

    Writing about four years life in the Maldives… Island fever and over-thinking took over at times, the rest was pure awesomeness… looking back I realize the simplicity of island life in the turquoise endlessness of the Indian Ocean definitely rates far up in the Top 10 of the happiest times of my life!


  • 1987 River Enz

    Apart from very odd stripy garments the late 80ies/early nineties presented a unique set of challenges… divorcing parents, hormones, trying to align my awkward orbit with the rest of the planet…


  • Stuck

    1995 drawing stuck

    This drawing was done one morning as a teenager, and all the pain and confusion poured out… ever since I could remember my body had been an obstacle, imprisoning me…


  • 1975 North Sea

    1975 essentially a little boy 2

    My summers at the North Sea were always the best. i could roam the beach and be myself…


  • 1975 North Sea
    It is hard to describe what it feels like to be homeless in your own body… even harder to describe what it is like to know from earliest childhood that you are trapped and you have no idea how to escape.

    When I was a bit over twenty I finally grabbed a book that opened my eyes, then followed my heart and jumped into the unknown in the hope things would change for the better. Gradually they did. Being transgender defines me. But it is by far not the only thing that defines me. It is but one tiny part of a life time facing adversity and refusing to be beaten down by it all. I do not need to fit into anything, need not be labeled, need not be defined. I am simply me and that’s just fine.


  • “All art is autobiographical; the pearl is the oyster’s autobiography.”
    Federico Fellini


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