But here I am anyway.
The Scribbling is the passion here, and has been for a really long time, like, since I was five and announced to my bemused mother that I wanted to be an "arthur". Little did we know, this was not just a passing fancy. Apparently, it is an obsession, an affliction, and a life calling, all in one neat little package. Unfortunately, it has thus far not paid the mortgage. Not even close. But we're about to have a go at changing that.
Which is why we are here, sitting at the keyboard and trying to figure out why the world would even care about The Swamp and the scissors and the construction paper, or any of the people in my head, who, even though they are mostly really cool, still don't think I am interesting enough to invite to their parties.