I don't know how to begin...
These are the words that usually lead you nowhere. Not me.
There's a whole world outside of ME that needs exploring so why should I bother exploring my inner world? Why should anyone? I suppose it is because we need to put ourselves out there, for the whole world to see and, at the same time, try to hide what we really are.
I could say I am not sure why I started this blog but I would be lying. I am a writer. I cannot live if I do not write. Whether it is writing on my novels, in my journal, or just jotting down thoughts that come to me now and then, I need to write. it is a compulsion I cannot fight, I do not want to fight.
In my future posts you will read a lot about why I don't like some things in the world, about how much I like my freedom, about flowers and birds, about the people I know and love of hate, about the books I read, movies and TV shows I like or don't, about boring stuff that are usually ignored, and about me as the writer of novels hoping to be published one day.
I don't know how often I will post. That depends on so many things...
What I do know is that I will always speak my mind no matter what...
What can possibly go wrong?
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