The third attempt after I posted twice in a wrong line of posts. Sorry for that, but now I understand. This is my spot, here's where I can do my thing. What that thing is, is quite simple. Writing. I can't do anything else.
I'm born with a storybook inside my head, and to avoid them getting lost, I write them down. I write short stories, long stories, nice stories, evil stories and they all are born in this strange looking head of mine.
My dream, when I ever grow up, is to become the Dutch king of Horror. A bit like the ugly Dutch twinsister of Stephen King. I need to have an operation, but hy, You're ambitious, or you're not.
What is there to know about me? Well, the least you know, the better it is, I may be contagious.
So if you ever come to Holland, stay the Hell away from a town called Almere. It's where I live with my wife and my three poor children. I also have a dog, a cat, a parakeet and a hedgehog. I tried to keep a skunk, but he couldn't stand the stench, too bad.
Enough about me, just read my stories and you will know, I'm sick, really, really sick.
I love you all anyway, be good!