Im Westen nichts Neues

Which means, nothing new on the western front. Or in the west. Or, nothing new with this Man of Westernesse. Muahah. I'm still looking for a job, only a bit harder maybe, but there's something else. It's scary. I think Blogger is reading my mind.

You see, I really really wanted to get back to writing again, and this time write a book, or a novel if you will. Only this time in Dutch, because I'm just a bit more poetic/innovative with that language. This is where Blogger kicks in. They're helping me out greatly, I think, without even knowing it.

And why not? Why shouldn't I blog my own novel, even if it's Dutch? And if that's not good enough, I could always try English. I mean, it's not as if I'm illiterate or anything. At least I know how to spell favourite, colour, and centre. And I know a bit of HTML. And I can write! Look, I'm doing it already, now all I need is to make sense. Which shouldn't be too hard for someone sensitive sensible like me. I'm going to do this.

Oh, and my throat has finally stopped being sore.