Journal6

Good morning;
A cold wintery day here in Deer, Minus 22. Burr. Did the morning walk to Timies for coffee, no free ones, I think they keep those all for them selves. Have alot of work to do before Monday, want to complete the rough draft of The perfect Shot. that's about 20,000 words. Final edition, I hope, will be 45, 000 words plus. That's novel length. Finances are good, probably return to the oil patch in mid April I hope. That should give me enough time to do my work. Today is a mellow day, yesterday the site went crazy. One guy had a look at 'The Iraqi SoluTion' from the states and said politely that is was good, but he was American. It has a little political zing to it, but of course it is all fiction. I was told many years ago that i would write, at the time thought that was pure bunk. I was told i would do the Iraqi solution as a sort of penance, using my long hidden creative abilities to help with discovering who we are as a poeples of this earth. Who would have thunk? Not me. I set aside a certain time of the day to write, it just feels natural. Bye for now, and hello world.