It's scary to share.. thoughts, words, ideas, opinions, whatever — I feel naked every time I share something personal.
I don't consider myself a writer but I do it, offline. I remember when writing was a chore, a task and then becoming an habit, a tool for inner peace.
When I write I'm honest with myself and reading back in time makes me feel better, sometimes. I always felt fear from sharing and I've convinced myself that I don't want to do it.
So yeah, “I write” and now I’m sharing some bits. I'll be posting a short or long story every once in a while — no deadlines, no setup for failure.
This blog, if I can call it that, won’t be tied up to any genre. I’ll write about my life, my work, my feelings and whatever else I feel like its ok to put out here.
In the end, it's a selfish goal. I want to learn how to write for others and you are now part of my playground — feedback is welcome, contact links on the footer.
Also, this is will blindfolded experience — the reach of a post will be small and I won't be tracking any numbers from it.
From me, to myself — thank you for your attention.