.halfway to my goal

      when i started this blog i had certain intentions or goals to achieve. to become more relaxed at writing and learning how to tell a story. the idea being that if i wrote a page a day , that in a year i would have over 365 pages or a novels worth of writing. well it has taken me a year to just get halfway. so be it but  i have learned a lot and now i have 183 posts out of 365 i was supposed to achieve by now . with 7489 hits or viewers  who have visited my site. i admit some may have been trying to delete me and just hit the wrong button. happens to me all the time , but anyhow i still plan to take credit for my half - baked attempt at trying to catch your attention. now i will work on getting your full attention as i think i might have something in my writing here. i am not out of stories but instead currently working on several . some of these require illustrations and these take longer.

       without you the viewer all of this is for not. thank you for being patient with me , and as well my peculiarities of typing only in small print. i have big hands and type with 2 fingers fairly quick and accurately and if i capitalize takes 3 x as long to type. maybe some day i will hire an editor and they can share title with me. i like to be able to type and have the words pour forth on the keyboard as i go along with the story. a little rewrite and i can move to next story. 

      most of what i have written and shared with you is my life experiences at times mocking myself , as i try to understand who i am and where i came from and where i am going to. the past is written and i am living the present and could only wish for one more day like this one. even with all the challenges i faced , i still managed to make the most of the day. 

     i would like to say it is easy being me , and i only wish it was so . but can still remember the wasted youth when i was strong , and had no purpose. i can remember when i couldn't ever imagine becoming aged, and spent little time thinking about it until visiting the parents or grandma and grandpa and looking at them and myself i would see their reflections in the mirror as i studied my face. and would say to myself is this my fate?
       it was and now i accept. i am slowly accepting their role , whether i want to or not. we all do. we become a new version of our parents. writing only comes natural to me as i do come from a long line of bs'ers . i am a little better at spelling is all.

 
         i was dads official crossword mystery filler inner. i can remember mornings in my late teens when it was still dark outside and dad would roll us out of bed about five thirty in the morning . the early hour would allow us a cup of tea or coffee, before heading out to bring the cows in to milk before heading off to school. i would sit in the living room waking up ,  and dad would sit at the dining room table and do the crosswords in the paper daily for years. he wasn't bad at it , but if it it was my habit  , i would have given it up if i was him. he didn't in fact. when he was stumped he would simply yell out to me in the living room how do spell this or that.

       if i was wrong he would yell back , that doesn't fit. to many letters or just plain wrong word. as if i could see the crossword puzzle at anytime. he hoarded it as if it was sacred. that was, until he was done , and then you could do whatever with it. and forbid the thought of ever doing the crossword before him. as he would say you would rather pour hot butter up a wild cats ass , than mess with his paper. a colorful quote he used frequently and this was dad. a little crude at times but cant we all be at times. as  some one told me once  that i was rude,  crude,  and socially unacceptable. that is fine  as i know at least i should have some company in that category.
       this carving is for my friend , she loves orangutans and i saw this guy when looking  at pictures. his pose is for real. she believes in saving the orangutans habitat as i do also and this inspired me to thank her with a carving for her efforts since it wouldn't be fitting to have one of her own in captivity. it is not done and i will post more pics including final ones.
      again thanks to all of you readers  who have followed me . i hope that i can improve on my writing and have you all breathlessly waiting for  my next blog. shouldn't be hard as we get older every day , the breathlessly part that is. it was a pretty lofty goal to achieve in the first place and even though i didn't do a page a day i still feel i have done well even if it is only in my tiny little mind. thanks and come again. -kevin