It’s not even winter yet and I find myself so lazy to run outside in the cold.

When people ask me what I’m doing nowadays, I feel uneasy and I still find it quite difficult to say that I write books.

I’ve been away from my blog for some time. And before deciding getting back at it, I could hear once again this little voice in my head asking, “Are you sure writing is for you?”

We’re still working on the editing and formatting of the book. It’s taking more time than expected but I hope we can finish before Christmas.

After reading a list of [mostly wrong] predictions I wrote back in 2017, I asked Davidson what was his vision for the years to come. Instead of giving me a list of things he’d like to happen, he just said that whatever happens he wants to have freedom of time and location.

Although I don’t have all the answers (yet), I believe everything will fall into place with time.

In 2017, I had written that 2018 would be the year for me to publish lots of books. But the reality is different: I worked on 2 new projects and in the end I gave up.

When I used to work at my corporate job I had two main spreadsheets:

The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.Mark Twain

I asked Davidson (actually I was more asking myself) if I should try to write informative books or if I should just stick to my style. Because the 2 books I started this year, they’re definitely informative. And while I was in this train of thoughts, it made me think if I really wanted to write those books or if it’s just to say: “Here! I wrote books that are not diaries.”