#2 In Pursuit of Dragons – A Childhood of Stories

It will take some time for me to reach the present day, but you will have to bear with me a little bit on this journey. After all, I have created this series to document as much as I can of the entire journey so that perhaps other writers will find at least some aspects of my own journey useful.

#1 In Pursuit of Dragons – In the Beginning

I don't know what makes us choose a vocation. I suppose we all have different reasons why we gravitate towards a particular job. When we’re young it’s usually an honest passion. You love animals and want to see them protected, so you decide to become a veterinarian. You wonder what it feels like to step on the Moon, so you want to become an astronaut. Perhaps a painter, an actor, a doctor, a chef. A storyteller.

Lucius Annaeus Seneca – Quote Wallpaper

Lucius Annaeus Seneca – Quote Wallpaper

Desktop wallpapers help to motivate me. I rarely find a wallpaper online that combines the quotes that I love with the colours that are easy on my eyes, so I decided to start making them on my own. Feel free to use this wallpaper to help inspire you. 🙂 Click on image for FREE download [...]

About the Journey

In Pursuit of Dragons will document my journey to, hopefully, one day becoming a professional writer. A professional novelist, a professional screenwriter, or both. Or neither. My dream might come true one day. Or, it may not. Perhaps no career success will come out of this. And that's OK. The journey is a wonderful part [...]

“The Letter O” by Jelena Borojevic

“The Letter O” by Jelena Borojevic

Mr Brealey hobbled through the familiar paths of his town park as he did nearly every morning. The park was deserted in these early hours, but he had a long habit of feeding the park’s pigeons, and he did so as often as his body allowed him to. Unless it was raining. His bad hip wasn’t keen on any adventures in the rain, and the pigeons didn’t enjoy those gloomy days either, since wet wings are difficult to fly with. So they made a mutual agreement to skip the rainy days, or at least that is what Mr Brealey believed. But he did come very often. Not because the pigeons actually needed to be fed, but because they were his morning companions, who ate the familiar man’s food because their instinct led them to do so.