This morning’s news took the wind out of my sails… until I changed my perception.
I’ve written a piece, a personal piece, a piece that I honed and edited and re-worked until I felt proud of it. Now, when I read it through, it makes my heart sing – so am I happy?
I’ve emerged from the ashes of what I once was, reborn and ready to walk the path I started out on all those years ago, before I was mugged and left for dead by that heartless assassin Circumstance.
“What’s your niche?”
It’s a question every blogger faces. Now I wouldn’t say I’m claustrophobic, but I find being catalogued creatively limiting. If you take into account my change of name, change of religion, change of country, amalgamation of culture, I think you’ll agree I’m kinda difficult to pin down.
A thought provoking piece for all the expat bloggers and travel-writers out there. It’s getting away from the caricatures that makes a piece more memorable and evocative… deceptively simple in theory but requires more effort in reality. Those “tried and tested” idioms just “roll off the tongue”…