CAN YOU SAY WHITE KNUCKLES?

NOTE: Thank you to DAVID for the wonderful review of Lottery (and posted on my birthday! How cool is that?) David acquired a copy of my ARC from EBAY (I noticed someone put two more up for bid!) They have gone for as high as $68 and as low as $26. My offer still stands. I will sign any ARC that someone mails to me and I will send it back!

7 AM and back to being cold as we are high up in the mountains. We drove from Otta to Stryn with a stop for a snack at Grotli where I got a chance to play in the snow


and take a picture of a reindeer crossing.


I would have taken more photos but I was required to scrunch up in the far corner of the car so we would not tumble over the edge of the thousand or so sheer cliffs that we flew around.
Our survival was a testament to the incomparable driving ability of my cousin Helge.

This is where we are staying. Hopland. Randabyda. Clinging to the water's edge of stryefjorden

We took a short walk up the hill (read steep mountainous vertical climb) to an old ski jump.

You make one miscalculation and you are water skiing.
We have this view all the way down the fjord.

I woke up to mountains glistening with snow towering over me and the sharp smell of the sea over a thousand feet below.
My next character will have these experiences.
My writing will reflect this.