Dear readers of my books, as you recall, I organized a fundraiser, promising to donate triple the royalties of all my book sales! Many thanks to all of you that used the opportunity to buy a book, and in doing so to sponsor UNICEF.
I have chosen to donate the total sum to UNICEF’s fight against the humanitarian crisis in Africa, and have just… sent over for 200€.
Didn’t have a chance to buy one of my books in February? The crisis in Somalia and bordering countries doesn’t stop today. Please donate to UNICEF today to help our fellow humans.
Here a short fragment from my novel Two Journeys, illustrating how important we humans are for one another:
One night, the truck stood parked in the middle of the road, a mile past a small hamlet. I had a bonfire going, and the dogs were warming themselves and dozing. It was very quiet, the crackle of the fire the dominant sound.
The sky cleared and stars started to appear. Bats gave chase through the heavens, hunting for the insects that were attracted by the light of the flames.
When the fire finally started to go out and turn into a hot red glow, more and more stars became visible. The Milky Way came out like a highway through the heavens. Far off, a lonely bird called woop-woooop. The moon rose, throwing its metallic light first on the hills and then on the truck and our resting place.
As the fire died out, the cold crept up from the ground. I stood up and for several minutes looked at the deserted landscape and the sky. I recalled a joke that my sons once played on me.
“Dad, where is the Yogurt Puddle?”
“The Yogurt Puddle? What could that be? No idea.”
“It’s the galaxy next to the Milky Way!”
Even now, I chuckled, probably in the same way I had when I’d first heard it.
Again, I looked up at the stars. The world was quiet now, the fire soundless.
There was nobody to hear my laughter. Tears started to fill my eyes, and I had difficulty fighting them back.
Damn, if only they could be here.
Originally posted 2017-04-15 04:39:16.