The Price of Applause

Stepping Out of the Shadows – A Book Seeks Its Way: Author on Publisher Hunt

Translations: DE

For a long time, it was just white noise. A jumble of voices, images of gray village squares, and the blinding light of a grand stage. Now, that noise has taken shape. The Price of Applause is finished. It feels like I’ve accompanied Leo and Max for months on their painful journey, documenting every bruise and every triumph, just as Klaus does in the book. I watched rivalry turn into friendship, and two lone fighters grow into a unit that defies the world’s expectations.

After the Applause: Starting the Second Volume & New Challenges

Translations: DE

What do you do when the first book is finished? As a reader, you wait for the next one. As an author, you try to carry the momentum and start the second one straight away.

In the background, the first new characters are already scratching at the door, but they have to wait their turn. First, the established cast needs to regroup and settle back into everyday life. One needs to get back in shape, while the other is currently astonishing everyone. Together, they’ve received new assignments—some small and on the side, others life-changing. But they do it all willingly, either because it’s necessary or because it’s their absolute dream.

Snippet: Max After Training

Translations: DE

Max is the star of the soccer team. But a secret training session takes its toll—forcing him into a decision that draws the attention of the entire schoolyard…

Note: The following excerpt is currently available in the original German manuscript only. An English translation is in the works and will be added here soon.


Der Muskelkater war brutal. Jeder Schritt fühlte sich an, als wären seine Gelenke durch rostiges Metall ersetzt worden. Max versuchte, seinen Gang normal aussehen zu lassen, als er in der Pause über den Schulhof auf die Gruppe der Fußballer zusteuerte, aber er wusste, dass es ihm nicht gelang. Er war noch keine drei Meter entfernt, als Klaus’ spöttische Stimme ertönte. „Was läufst du denn heute so komisch, Max? Sieht ja aus, als hättest du ’nen Stock im Arsch.“