Funnily enough, I’m dyslexic, so being a writer is completely off the cards, but rewind….

Through uni, I started to read avidly. Getting into ancient philosophy and business books, I started to ponder why I was where I was. I quickly realised that the usual path of finishing uni, going to work for a salary and then retiring at 60 probably wasn’t going to fulfil me. 

So when I left uni, I decided to travel. I went to live in Australia and over the years travelled to many different countries. I think I’ve been to about 30+ countries now, which is pretty cool. But. And it’s a big but. There was always a time I would have to go back home to save up again. 

While working in Manchester, again feeling unfulfilled and letting my mind wander around the world, I thought, sod it! I’m quitting and going to Mexico. This time it felt different. I knew that I would figure something out so I could travel for longer. 

After doing a few months of voluntary work throughout Mexico, I met someone who was a writer. My ears pricked up cause it intrigued me that you can actually make money writing, completely remote, without needing to be a prestigious book author. Of course, I could never do this cause I’m dyslexic.