‘Twas the night before Christmas…
Just kidding 🙂 You already know that story, or at least, you should. I’m not going to retell it. In fact, I’m not going to tell you any story. I’m not a writer, and I never will be.
Why write a blog then, you might ask? For some reason writing comes easier to me than talking. You might find it strange, but I never was much of a talker. It was really a bother at school, where teachers want you to talk, talk and talk. I did quite well with facts, but when it got to “what do you think about this text” questions I was in a black hole, and usually barely managed middle grade.
Now you probably think “what a person, who can’t vocalize her opinion, can write on a book blog?”. The truth is, I’m actually quite curious myself. I want to know if I can do it. If I can find people who will want to read what I’ll write, who will present me with their opinions, share their feelings, like I’m willing to share mine.
If you’re a person like that, then maybe, just maybe you will return here. Let’s see if we can create some kind of a bond here.
See you next time 🙂