The author`s foreword.
(or being homeless is to do with your soul, not your social status!)


"Who are we in this life?
- Pilgrims."

I was born in the 20th century, God knows where... finished school, was persecuted, worked in various jobs and graduated from University in passing. I have been all over the ex-Soviet Union since I was a child and went on my very first trip (two weeks before being born) to Nahodka.That is a port by the blue sea where the world ends not far from Vladivostock. I saw neither of them but sensed them somehow. The experience was rather curious, I should say! I have loved roads ever since...
My home was the whole of the Soviet Union. That is how it used to be. It was my homeland which I explored while travelling. But in 1989 I nearly became a dissident, about to open up a new wave of emigration from Russia. Strange as it may seem, because of my political views on the life of society. It was then that I started to explore this very life closely...
In 1994 I made my way into Europe and I have felt at home there ever since. Quite comfortable. France and Germany, England and Sweden, Czechia and Slovakia, Kenya and Tanzania, Denmark and Egypt, Italy and Monaco, Spain and Hungary, and also my eternal and neverending love - Norway. By plane, by train, by car, by bike, on horseback, ski and on foot but futher ahead, covering kilometers and discovering new worlds. I adore going to those places where Russians have never set foot before... I have been at the North Arctic circle, the Greenwich' meridian and the Equator. Our world is beautiful!

... There is nothing unrealisable in this world! I do believe it and know this for sure. If your dream is not fulfilled it means you don`t really want it or don`t try hard enough, which is absolutely essential. Besides, you shouldn`t forget that the wilder your dream is, the higher the price you will have to pay. Are you prepared to face it?..

When you have lived in one and the same place too long all the days seem to form one endless line of weeks, months and years. Then you lose the acute sense of living, you impressions are no longer vivid and the colours fade. You begin to feel as if you watched a dull film without an end. But what you need is wind and travel to make every day special and a life full of such special days... Perhaps, this is why I am in love with roads? It may be the reason why already now I can write books about the thousands of kilometeres left behind me, meeting amazing people and a great deal of adventures?... More energy and fascination ...in this life that I love. And how happy I am to be able to meet extraordinary people!

Being on the road all the time leads one to think of the acquired experiences. For instance, of home, the price of friendship and love, the usefulness of wind etc. You can read this here. All those thoughts are taken from my yet unfinished novel that is probably going to be called "Hunting High and Low" as a tribute to those who taught me to fly. And here you can find my literary work that has already appeared in various publications. From time to time I will renew the material so visit the site to have a look at the new ones!


My interests -
Music
:
Vidar Busk, B.B.& The Blues Shacks, Knock-Out Greg & Blue Weather, Brian Setzer, Amund Maarud Band, Eirik Bergene, Bjørn Berge, The Silvertones, Mitch Kashmar, Little Charlie & The Nightcats, Knut Reiersrud, Marius Muller & Funhouse, Sigurd Køhn, The Real Thing, Morten Harket, Thunderball, Freddie Wadling, David Bowie, etc.
Literature: Umberto Eco, Josef Brodsky, Søren Kierkegaard, Johan Borgen, Knut Gamsun, Sigrid Undset, Fransuaza Sagan, etc. (including a philosophy and a history). And, of course, Håvard Rem...
Films: Breaking the Waves, Twin Peaks, My Own Private Idaho, Up Close & Personal, American History X, Betty Blue, Primal Fear, High Fidelity, Dragonfly, Elling, Dogville, etc. I adore the Scandinavian films.


But if you have the other questions, write to me by e-mail...


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