Once again, I am back. It has been so long since the last time I sat down in front of a computer and just wrote. So I apologise in advance if this one is a bit of a ramble.
When I was about 15, I had no idea what to do with my life. I was a good student, and everyone said I had “a bright future ahead of me”. The thing was, I had no idea what I wanted to be. So my parents took me to a therapist. We talked for a couple of days, and she didn’t tell me anything I didn’t already know. She, however, did say a couple of things that, though totally unrelated to my future career, have stuck with me through the years. One of them was to never stop writing.
I am not proud to say that writing is probably the hobby that I have quit more times. For better or for worse, I always seem to take it up again. And the thing is that, as much as I love writing, the feeling of staring at the screen and being unable to type a single word is one of the most frustrating things ever. And I am too afraid of failure to put up with it for long. So I quit, and a year goes by until I build up the courage to try again.
So this time, I thought I’d start with something easy. Why not a blog? No characters to look after, no stories to develop, no pressure. Only the calming feeling of my fingers flying over the keyboard, and the words appearing on top of the blank document.