When I was about 14 I started writing my first book. Or at least, I made a feeble attempt at it. I downloaded an app and scoured the internet for a good cover photo. Which definitely wasn’t mine. I then thought up a topic and started writing the first chapter. No outline, no characters, no plot. 

I don’t remember what I was like when I was a kid. When all I could be was myself. It’s on my mind often, what would I be like if I never learned how I ‘should’ be? What if my creative self was nourished throughout my life, instead of my performative self. What if I was thought to make instead of succeed?