Some people know from a very early age that they want to be writers. I am not one of them, I never set out to be a writer. Because the art of producing a great story or make animal characters talk seemed beyond my capabilities. But I have always been – and still am – an avid reader.
I remained passionate about reading but not writing until I moved continents; Africa to Europe. And so, writing came to me as a way of dealing with culture shock. With no friends around to share the experience, I had no choice but write or otherwise risk ending up in a mental institution (I jest).
Anyway, welcome and follow along as I fill the blank page with breathings of my heart.