For the longest time I have had this book floating around in my noggin. It is a series of random events, experiences, observations, recollections related to my trips to Japan...11 to be exact. The hard part is that I have never considered myself a writer. That is probably due to my lack of interest in anything to do with English courses back eons ago when I was a kid in school. But I actually enjoy writing. I enjoy taking the electron pulses between my ears and putting them down on paper...er...I mean computer screen. But I am a "pecker" (insert rude thoughts now please). I HATED typing lessons in high school so much so that I never took a typing class. That's right...not one lesson
I think this is why I am enjoying the blogosphere. Blogging is like writing...but quicker and easier for my lack of attention retaining ability...uh...what was I doing? Oh yeah, explaining why I like to blog. So blogging has been a great outlet for me and a way for me get my toes wet in the pool of literature. But I still have these Japan memories that I want to share and get out of my head so it is official...I am taking the leap from blogger to writer. And below is an excerpt from my potential future book, "No Gaijin Allowed."
"Again...that is when I knew, I am no longer in the comfort of my social and geographical surroundings. Little did I know that some customs that we like to hold onto are not that normal of a custom in other parts of the world. At first I had thought that my airline seat neighbor was some sort of barbaric neanderthal who had checked his manners in along with his luggage. So here I stand now...the flight is over. I had survived the longest flight of my life. Since me and sleep and flying do not really all go together, I am now in the line at customs in the Narita International Airport. My business partner for this trip is standing along with me even though we were unable to sit next to one another on the flight. He looks like I do...sleep deprived and punch drunk. The clock says something like 4:00PM in the afternoon local time, but we have been awake now for almost 24 hours. So you get the idea, we are tired and not in our right mind which is why we both lost control with laughter when some of the local men made us aware again that some things are now ok to do in public such as make noises from the lower half of your body that resemble a buzz saw. After a few rounds of that, he and I just looked at each other and nearly fell to the ground with laughter. I know, it sounds juvenile, but again we were tired and not fully aware of some the small differences we would see upon our arrival in Japan. But we were receiving a quick education."
Now if I can just stay motivated to get more of my thoughts officially entered into this book, I might just finish it someday and, even if it never reaches the shelf of your local bookstore, I will feel good that I gave writing a whirl. There is yet some more of my inside poop...
Love the poopage. :)
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