Here I am. Day One of blogging. I’m a bit nervous, anxious, sweating even. But it’s about eight hundred degrees in my office so that could be why. I feel excited, a bit like I did the first time I drove my parents’ car without them in it, on my own with my brand new driver’s licence, feeling all confident and big-shot-ish while being terrified I might crash.
Deep breathing. My dad always said, “Just breathe.” Good advice it turns out.
I am a writer. That’s why I’m here. That’s why I’m writing. Wish me luck.