Technically I do share it with the world, since I did upload some of my writings to my website. But the website itself was actively shared with only a few people. I’m not satisfied with my writings, but I’m satisfied with writing as a hobby.

I’m a terrible writer, but I love to get my thoughts and feelings out in form of fictional stories. Unintentionally they seem to be pessimistic, suicidal and pretentious, I think, as one friend keeps telling me that they are so deep and full of meaning. Only a few exceptions were good enough to get her to discuss the actual topics.

I write irregularly in recent times. Since I currently work on my first novel(s), I spend more time on outlining.

It used to be my dream to become a writer / screenwriter. Now I wouldn’t want that, even if I was good. At best, I would make an anonymous physical copy of my first novel(s), but then again, that seems like a huge waste.