I have some misgivings about this goal:
It is trite, and I’m not certain it isn’t egotistical.
However!
It is something I have wanted to do since I can remember.
I read a lot of books, or, I have read a lot of books (my rate of finished books per annum has declined sharply since I met my computer game loving boyfriend and even more so since we had a baby). The books I love the most make me want to write my own. Maybe it is harder than it looks. The music I love makes me want to make music but I can’t sing and have an appalling lack of dexterity. I like to think I am good with words.
