writings of a morose, stiff and generally doomed poet

Just read two novels (by Finnish authors, nobody else would think to write about us) which both described the Finnish people as morose, stiff and grudging of others.

Yes, we are. But not all the time, and probably not more so than other people. We have love, joy and fun here in Finland too. The problem is, we tell ourselves over and over that we are morose, stiff and grudging. And we believe it.

I would like some positive thinking, please! And positive writing by Finnish authors. I'm sick of being told I'm morose. Come to think of it, I'm sick of this "realistic" writing style that everybody thinks is the only credible writing out there. It's definitely not realistic, it's pessimistic. If you dare to write that you have hope for the human race, you are sneered at for being naïve. If you dare to include any flight of fancy in your writing, you get stuck in the children's lit or fantasy category.

Conclusion: we must be morose and stiff and generally doomed after all.