On this eve of the new year—a brand new decade, in fact—I allow myself to look back and reflect on the past twelve months. And as I sip at the Quarter Cask Laphroaig in my crystal tumbler, while listening to Klaus Doldinger’s masterpiece, Das Boot, I look up at the mountains where a splendid fireworks display is outshining the city lights, and I think of the past, with gladness in my heart, and with hope for the future.
It’s been a busy time for me, ever since returning from China in November 2009. I was lucky enough to find a new job in a store where we sell the best gadgets ever. I’ve wanted that for a long time, ever since working at the book store. Throughout 2010 I had a record-breaking 46 days clad in uniform, and that gave me real progression in that vocation. And although I can’t unveil any details, I was on a really cool mission this summer.
Summer. The word can mean a lot up here. That’s probably the worst part of 2010. Like God just decided, «naw, those guys down there in Northern Norway don’t deserve a summer this time. Better luck next year, suckers!» I kept waiting for a summer for a long time, and finally just gave up. I didn’t spend much time at the cottage, while the year before I spent the whole summer there.
Better luck next year, indeed.
As for traveling, I didn’t do much, compared to 2008 and 2009. The trip to Las Vegas was a blast. I love that city! That was back in January. Got back just in time for TIFF, where I met—and interviewed—the directors of The Road and Valhalla Rising: John Hillcoat and Nicolas Winding Refn. In February I went to Oslo for an Apple sales course, and then in April for Videofestivalen 2010. Got stuck down there when that volcano erupted. Took me two days to get back home.
God damn volcano.
In the end of May and beginning of June I spent two weeks in wonderful Dombås. I have to tell you, coming from Tromsø that’s a great vacation, two heavenly weeks away from the cold.
For the second half of 2010 I was concentrating on my work, writing on my novel, reading books, working out, watching movies—did upgrade my Home Theater at one point—and putting money aside for that next, great adventure.
Yes, the novel.
Prometheus is progressing nicely. With all the other stuff going on it’s not a lot of time for writing, but I’m ecstatic to inform that I’m at 63,973 words. 70 out of 189 pages have been rewritten, proofread, or whatnot. I have a lot of good ideas for the second installment, but I will be focusing on getting this one done by the first of March 2011.
Fingers crossed and the best of luck to all of you.
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