Coming from a family of bookworms,
I was bitten by the reading bug very early on.
I did write in bits and pieces over the years
but it wasn't until a few years ago,
I finally took the plunge and left a secure corporate world
to move
into a fictional world of words.
It easily meant that the generous paycheque
which I had grown used to would disappear quickly
and instead of others looking out for me,
I would have to fend for myself.
Not an easy thought to digest considering I was working
for one of the best companies in the world
but
risk is a way of life.
If not now, then when?
Has the risk paid off?
No not yet -
there are miles to go before I sleep
but for sure,
my creative instincts
are being nurtured and soothed with each passing day!
That gives me a lot of happiness and inner peace!
