Found this forum while wondering forlornly through the black void of the infinite www, looking for encouragement and motivation to write that book that never seems to get started. Like a journey that starts with the first step, it seems a book can only start with the first word. And yet I'm having so much trouble finding that first word and writing it down. I'm a 40 something, something. I don't ever seem to fit in to a category that is easy to describe. I grew up in England and I left school when I was 11. I left England when I was 19 with the idea to travel the world. I got as far as America and never went any further. I hadn't intended to live my life in America and over stayed my 6 month visitors visa by 27 years. 3 years ago I became restless with always wondering if there would be a knock at the door from immigration. But I think more so there was something in the back of my mind asking what happened to that dream of traveling the world. With that, I sold up everything and bought a backpack and set off to finish what I started 30 years ago. The last 3 years has been a great adventure. Immediately I left the US I knew this was the life I was meant to be living. Meeting people from all over the world, experiencing foods and cultures and making life long friendships. Strangely this isn't the story I want to write about. What I want to write about is my life in the US. An illegal alien for 27 years. Married for a year, more jobs than most people have had hot dinners. I was a repo guy, a smoothy bar operator, a dancer, sold door to door, a mechanic, sold records in a record shop when there was such things as records, and many more before finally finding I had a gift for building. I was staying in a backpackers and the owner needed help with fixing things around the hostel. The work came easy to me, and other people started asking me to come fix things in their houses. I'd take on anything, and if I didn't know how to do it I'd still say "yes" then run down to the library and try to read up on how to go about fixing the problem. Soon I went from fixing leaky faucets, to installing windows, to installing doors, to building additions and renovating entire houses. Oh look I'm waffling but I'm writing! See you guys have helped already!