
“Who are you?”
I’m driving down the Pacific coastal road to LA with my fiancé and two of the most selfless and loyal friends I’ve ever had. If life is a journey, I feel I was always heading this way. I’m picking up things I loved from my childhood and making them work. Once I get home, I’m going to work hard to get back into university to follow a new career. I’m not going to try to be a writer anymore. That isn’t a job or an occupation I can aspire to do. That’s just something I’ve always been.









Excellent series of blog posts. Thanks for sharing a wee bit more of your life with us.
BTW, “with my fiancé”. Congrats! When did that happen? I don’t think you mentioned it when I was down a couple of months ago – or is my memory being crap as usual?
Thanks mister. It happened on the last day of my twenties in San Francisco. I don’t think I mentioned it either. I might have done, my memory’s not what it once was either. WHO ARE YOU? etc
I really liked all these too, very much.
And you’re right, you don’t need to try and be a writer, that’s exactly what you are.
( and one with a lovely smile too, it made me smile right back )
I was last here at “16″ and have just enjoyed catching up. I too have enjoyed this series and like the idea, though I’m old enough now not to recall much about many of the years experiences that have lead me to where I find myself.
Congrats on the “fiance” thing.
I read your essay on Helium about why you write. I actually found it by googling “writing is a waste of time.” I didn’t quit my job to write, like you did, I was instead handed the time on a platter by being laid off. 5 months later I am proud to say I have even more unfinished projects than when I was working, hence tonight’s googling. It seemed to make as much sense to do as writing. But thank you for your essay and thank you for these blog posts. I think I’ve been on the verge of a fugue once or twice myself while on a street corner. Isn’t that what one’s 20s are anyway? One long fugue? I’m glad you’re happy. It seems that a writer only stops trying to be a writer when a) he starts writing or b) he stops writing. From now on, when asked what I do, I’ve decided to say “I’m unemployed but I’ve been writing”. Cheers.