So, I'm not really an author. At least, my family and friends don't know that I am. I've been writing in secret. My family must think I'm addicted to Facebook or something since I'm always on my laptop. You should see me scrambling to click on some other program or another open tab on my browser. Of course, I always click on something else that pertains to writing so I have to click again on something else quickly which is totally suspicious.
Why do I bother keeping this secret? Am I embarrassed? I don't know. For some reason I want to keep this part private for now. I think I'm more excited to write when it's something sneaky. I don't know why stealth is so invigorating. I don't know why I get excited to get up at 4 in the morning to write.
I think I'm an addict.
I think about writing all the time. If I can't write or read something about writing, I get withdrawal. I can't sleep at night because I'm thinking about a story. I hide my addiction from my friends and family. I put off tasks at work to feed my addiction. Yeah, I'm definitely an addict. Good thing writing isn't illegal or deadly.
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