I love writing, and I always have. I love how much power words can have, and how they can change and influence your opinions. Good ol' Dumbledore did, after all, say something along the lines of: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic." And he would be right. The power of words is often underestimated. When carefully selected and put together, the effect that they can have is undeniable. Just think of all the words that Trump uses, and then the thoughts that go through your head afterwards... Yeah, you get me.
I own more books than you can count. I have always had this idea in my head of growing up and having my own personal library in my house with a big bay window and a window seat where I can sit and read in peace. There is an honest-to-god crack in my living room ceiling directly below where my bookcase sits in my head. This bookcase has six shelves, which were filled long ago, plus a makeshift one on top where I have piled more books haphazardly. Then there is the giant pile next to it on the carpet which contains the overflow of the overflow. There is a pile on each of bedside tables (these are my 'to-read' piles), a stack in the little space between my wardrobe and chest of drawers, another shelf in my cupboard, two books in my handbag, and a couple in my mum's room which I will likely never see again. Did I mention I also live in Glasgow for university and have another full shelf there? I think you get what I am trying to say here.
I'd love to be a writer and used to come home from school and tell my mum I was writing a book. Fast-forward a few hours and I would have a couple of pages of utter nonsense and no more ideas in my head, and that would be that. Actually, in a recent clearout, I found a typed document that was signed 'Holly, age 7' from the time I tried to start my own newspaper. I called it 'The Holly Gazset' and spent the whole page detailing that 'mummy and daddy and Lewis must pay real money for this. It can't be pretend money. It must be real money.' God loves a trier.
With a bit of luck, and maybe some effort, I am hoping this blog won't be like one of those many books that I tried to write. I'm not sure what to say about what will really be on here, and I am not really expecting anyone to have much interest in what I do write, but either way, thanks for coming on this new journey with me.
