I wish I could say that I’ve been writing since I can remember and that it’s been a part of my life since I’ve been on the planet, but the truth is that I can’t.
It took the best part of 30 years to find this hidden thing within me, which is the need to write. It’s my own kind of therapy, a way to engross myself in something else away from my life, my own bubble of the universe. In this pocket of my own creation I am the boss, the king, the all-seeing and all-knowing. I have full power over anyone in it, and if they step out of line? Well, then they’d better beware.