Giving up my day/night job to throw myself into writing, was equally a conscious choice and the result of a very particular set of circumstances. It felt a great deal as if the wheel of life had spat me out into a completely foreign and unmapped world. In that bleak and vacant landscape I could see so many opportunities, but also unknown monsters and danger.
Like in any journey, the first few days were filled with a sense of energy and excitement and the feeling of a living dream just added fuel to that fire. Unfortunately, that initial burst of adrenalin did eventually fade and it is what is left that I now feel compelled to write about.