Yay time to write for 5 minutes, just whatever comes out, no editing, link up at Kate Motaung and then encourage the person before us.
I’m a writer from when I was little. I started stories by illustrating just a picture I’d coloured in. But I made mum cry one day when she was trying to teach me. Yes, sit under the desk and cry, I wouldn’t write but somehow she must have convinced me, because then I wouldn’t stop. Stories, poems, newsletters, articles and I still don’t stop even now, though I sit typing one handed with a baby nestled in my arms. I write in scrap moments on scrap paper, but once I start it just won’t stop coming and it’s good and fun. I write from my life, my journals and the view from my kitchen sink.