Because I’ve published a hundred first posts only to delete the blog in a rush of self-consciousness and fear that I’ve revealed too much too soon, I think I’ll keep this one simple.
I love to write. Have loved it since I first learned the craft at school and it occurred to me I could create alternative worlds and make anything happen. The power was intoxicating and I still feel that rush every time I write.
My lifelong dream is to be a published author. Yep, that’s it. Not asking too much I think. Except for the fact that I am the only one who can make this happen and I have no idea where to start.
So I’m beginning with story. Right now, I have a half re-written Shitty First Draft. That’s a big thing. It’s the furthest I have ever progressed in my writing process, and I have a lot of Shitty First Drafts that I have long since given up on (hmmm… Am I noticing a theme here?). I have learnt so much coming this far and I’m excited by the magic that unfolds on a daily basis.
My purpose for this blog is to keep myself accountable, to come out from under my shell and begin to share my words and my world with others. To finally step a foot out onto the path towards being a published author.