‘On a cold and grey Chicago mornin, a poor little baby child is born… in the ghetto"
That child is me and now, here I am.
I dabble in writing though I have no clue what I’m doing. But when I read, it’s like a movie in my head. And sometimes, while reading your ficly, the movie continues in my head and then I write it down, ie. sequel.
I like to write from other POVs, mainly due to my inability to focus on one character but at least it makes it interesting. Just like me.