Hey.

I really don't know what to say, which is unusual.

Why do I like writing, maybe? Urm...

I really wish I could say I have loved writing since I was very young and that have kept a diary since that amazing seventh birthday. I haven't. I'm not a diary-writing- reflect-on-my-feelings kind of girl, I have tried to keep a diary on and off but my life is so boring I kept add libbing so it stopped being my life and became someone else's. Someone way more interesting. Someone who could fly, or see ghosts or, save everyone from the crunching jaws of a giant or could tame dragons and learn to train them. Everything the seven-year-old me wanted to be, now it's just the same, only I prefer to write third person and (hopefully) my story lines are slightly more mature (except the ghost thing because, who wouldn't want to be Suze Simon from the Mediator? I certainly wish there was a ghost called Jesse living in my room). I write because it allows me to explore the unknown, it allows me to become someone else, like acting, and decide what happens for once. It allows me to escape my life and narrate someone elses. It allows me to soar through the sky with Harry Potter, to watch as Suze kicks some ghost butt, to intrude on sweet tender moments, it also allows me to make up my own characters that become part of me, part of my life.

Wow! for someone who professes not to be a "diary-writing- reflect-on-my-feelings kind of girl" I am doing a damn good job of reflecting on my feelings. I feel dirty. I guess it's not healthy but I am as my bloody guidance Councillor put it "Emotionally Closed Off." Damn straight.

So I'll be the girl wearing the Trilby Hat a clutching a red poppy whilst the rain runs down the window.