There I was, Googling myself, when, hey presto, I discover that I’m one of those wise asses who expound their opinions and display spurious knowledge upon the Internet. I wrote this, upon someone else’s blog, in 2014…
“No two writers are alike. I’m not sure that one writer (however successful) can really teach another ‘how to do it’. In the end we all find our own voice.”
Have you read my stuff? Earplugs and hamsters, for heck’s sake. How pretentious can I get?
Oh yes – that pretentious!
I believe we all share similar moments.
I try to avoid them at every opportunity. But sometimes they creep up from behind