Hi Gail
I'd be jumping the gun to call myself a writer. I would rather call myself a drifter without direction (my wife says it's my midlife crisis). I have a proper job, but I'd love to write. So I did a degree in English (Creative Writing) and I am now doing a degree in Philosophy. So all I'm writing is assignments and exams. My great-granfather wrote a book and I edited it, and while I lived in Tanzania I wrote a few articles for one of the in-flight magazines. I also wrote about 200 pages of my experiences in Tanzania, but got stuck somehow.
I suppose you are a proper writer? What? And where are you in Jo'burg?
No gun-jumping. You're a writer! I hope you carry on writing your about your experiences in Tanzania. It's a fascinating county and I'm sure lots of poeple would enjoy reading about it. I know I would.
Me? A 'proper' writer!
(Okay, now I've got that out of my system.)
Actually I'm a psychotherapist who is more than a little burned out with human angst and looking to immerse myself in human
fiction angst. (At least that way I can get to sleep at night because it isn't real.)
I've just completed my fist crime/mystery novel and posted a few pages on AW and got chewed up.
(Actually got accused of literature, twice but I've had therapy and I'm better now. Really.
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Also, I discovered that at 194,000 words, my novel is way, way too long so I am in the process of cutting 80,000 words. Not half as much fun as the hours spent forging them.
Anyway, I think writing is all about learning too, so no effort is ever a waste. Oh, and we're in the northern suburbs, near Northcliff. Where are you?