Writing is definitely something that doesn’t come naturally to me. I can’t spell, thanks to only ever writing long pieces on a computers with spell check, I didn’t do very well in English at school and I can’t possibly think of anything more boring than maliciously picking every fucking sentence from a novel and analysing the words like they were written by God himself. I have a shocking habit of writing incredibly long sentences, nothing is ever finished when I read it back and it can take a few re-writes to make sure everything makes sense. Even this paragraph has taken an insulting amount of time to make sure there are no errors in and I bet there is something still wrong in the final draft.

A wise man once told me that in order to become a pro writer I need to stop writing in first person and try writing from third person. Being stubborn though and having a hatred of omniscient narrators I thought it would be more appropriate to talk to you from me rather than pretending to be all knowing. You can only really take yourself out of the equation when your writing about something that doesn’t involve you but then you also run the risk of not being involved enough in the story to connect with your readers. That’s another habit of mine. Making things ups. The last few words of advice may sound acceptable but really I just think these things as I go along. If anything you are reading a direct link from my brain to paper without much being filtered. Of course, after many re-writes the message might be a bit more distorted from what I actually thought the very second I wrote a particular word, but you get the picture, right?

To get a bit more to the point my schedule has now opened up for a few months so as my degree is on hold it means I can get some good old writing done. I’m looking to write some guest posts for people on topics you decide. I will probably be able to get something to you within 24 hours or less and for no cost at all. If anyone would like a guest post feel free to leave a response on here. The monotony of literally having nothing to do is killing me…