Fear, Loathing and Love: My Weird Relationship With Writing

I remember when I finished my first novel. As I typed The End across the bottom of the very last chapter, I felt a myriad of emotions: pride, a little bit of sadness (it’s always hard to say goodbye), and most importantly of all, an overwhelming sense of achievement for it was the first novel […]

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