To my mind, the idea of generating ideas for a business, for finding a gap in the market and then demonstrating that it is possible to exploit that gap for financial gain, is akin to magic.
I find it odd that the precise moment I am in most need of my full faculties for self-promotion and pushing myself forward, I am at the lowest ebb of confidence in my own abilities.
The only people I know, or have met, who are doing the jobs they dreamed of are the professionals, and they are tremendously boring.
I have nurtured dreams of writing for a living for as long as I remember. As long as they were dreams they could not collapse. Then I couldn’t contain the genie in the bottle any longer. Words came out.