I have noticed recently how the first chapter of many novels I read begin in the present, then suddenly in chapter 2 I am swept back decades to where the story begins. I seem to have caught the habit! My story is going backwardsday by day! Today we are back in the second world war, Hitler has entered Norway, and his largest battleship in hiding in the fjords. British troops are sent to Northern Iceland to protect the vital shiping routes of the North Atlantic In Akureyri , while on a training trek one platoon is beaten by the bad weather and...
Do you ever have a feeling that you are here for a reason?
This family is my reason.
‘...do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing...’ * - or in my case the other way round!
A discussion post on pride or promotion.