An amazing storyteller. My friends remember me as an amazing storyteller.
I look back on the bleak years in between my childhood and now; the desolate decades where creativity was sweated out of my being as I endlessly spun the hamster wheel trying to get ahead. There was no time for reading let alone story telling. And what time there was, I indulged away in the excesses of youth.
What happened? How did I go from being an imaginative child to someone boring? When did I change to from a creator to a consumer? How did I end up a vampire feeding on the ideas of others?
Today’s post is intended to provide some of the background and motivation as to why my third, and most important goal, out of the three that I have set myself as part of my “Race to 40!” challenge, is to complete my novella by my 40th birthday on the 26th of June.