Write a short story every week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row. – Ray Bradbury
I thought long and hard before starting this. It’s been recurring for a while now but I always manage to get the idea out of my head quite quickly.
Maybe out of insecurity. Maybe out of laziness. Maybe out of the fear of a commitment. But lately I started obsessing about it a little bit that it (and I) became annoying.
So anyway, I did it. I pressed on that publish button late on a Wednesday night, in early November. And here I was: left with a blank screen, a suffering laptop – who took age to type this text – and a mind going insane.
I hope I don’t scare you away. I hope you’ll give me and my writing a chance. I hope you’ll stick around to witness the rise of the next big thing – aka yours truly. Or just watch me fail and laugh a little, which is also a possibility.
In any case, welcome aboard the Paper Planes and thank you for flying with us.
PS: I make a lot of typos and sometimes I “eat” words. I think I can’t type fast enough to keep up with my thoughts. I always double check before posting, but in vain sometimes because I read what I meant to say, instead of what I actually wrote (makes sense, right?)