That's me and the little guy. ha ha, not to sure why I'm choosing to write about this, but I am almost halfway through a 'book' with the same title as this post. It's interesting, or I should say the process of writing it is interesting. It's my first attempt, or my first real attempt at trying to get it done. Not that I think it's going to be more than a book for my family and maybe for people who have been through some tough things, maybe somehow some person will read it and it will help them in someway. For than anything else I'm doing it for myself, I'm thinking about sending off a copy of the first 7-10 chapters and see if anyone is interesting in paying me to finish it... hahaha Everyone is allowed to dream. Wouldn't that be the life, writer, must be pretty cool to be a sucsessful writer, having millions of people reading your stories, hoping that you could help someone somehow, must be a good 'job'. For me it's like something I have to do, kinda weird in a way actually, feeling compelled to write about things in my life, almost like I'm trying to figure something out or something... Ya ya.. babbling on about it I know.. been working on it for about 9 months or so... Ok, done talking about it. Nothing really happening here, cold in Norway, -14 cellcius and when the wind blows, man that's like bone chillin stuff... you'd die out there in a matter of hours if you didn't have good enough clothes on, sometimes during the winters here I think, people were not ment to live here actually, or at least during this time of the year... bla bla bla I know.. Gotsta go anyway... take care world.
