Why I became a writer?

Enjoying free time be in many ways

For instance, writing, a hobby, just to say

It’s a great practice

All of us should use as an advice

Some for mental health

Some to say it’s a matter of wealth

Once I started to take lunch outside

Never putting issues aside

Socializing relieved my anxiety

Meeting new friends pretty happy

Joined a book writing club

No one to snub

Soon I was in the hub

To my surprise

A great therapy arise

As high as the sky

Writing became my hobby

Writing became my comfort

It came out without an effort

Some ask, oh boy

Okay; that’s a task

If I may ask?

Here’s the answer

Hoping to you consider

And perhaps

Evade the mishaps

And enjoy the claps!

Enjoy!

This is my joy,

My comfort zone

I never oppose!

Contrary to everyone’s though; at least in my case, I just write. No boundaries. No flexing.

No show off.

My mother tongue is not English.

I’m trying my best.

You tell me.

Criticisms are always taken, as far as they are constructive, not destructive.

I found my niche after many years of working hard.

In the wrong field.

Maybe I’m wrong

You tell me.

After being diagnosed with an autoimmune disease and lost my left eyesight, decided to keep my mental health in shape and my anxiety at bay. I needed to release the ‘creative steam’ out. I don’t look for an specific type of subject or theme.

Everything and anything inspires me.

If you leave a dot on a piece of paper, I can make a story about that little dot on a paper.

I love that type of challenge.

From the beginning, until now is screenwriting. Back my younger days I would’ve love to learn that, but not possible. Growing in a very strict Ed family, being a writer was not in their books.

I mainly write in English, but my mother tongue has now taken a second place, and English has slowly taken over every thing I do, eat and enjoy every aspect of it. It has helped me to survive, meet some people, get to know more friends, and add more to my life experiences.

I’m not a life coach, but hoping my stories to inspire and entertain many people out there.

Perhaps change the mind of many pry out there to never give up.

Life takes many turns. Like a roller coaster. Just hold on when taking sharp turns. Nothing can stop you. Don’t stop believing. Take every challenge as an experience.

Think about how to solve it.

I lost my left eyesight.

I had a mild stroke.

I have an autoimmune disease.

I’m here writing.

English is not my mother tongue, but I decided like many, to share my conquering the obstacles in my life.

It’s not easy at the beginning.

Resilience helps.

Don’t you think?