Oringinal expectations and feelings regarding the writers fest.

I consider myself a writer. I would like to take action on this fact that I consider myself so. I like festivals. So of course, when finally granted the opportunity to attend this event that has been haunting me annually for the past four years, I jumped at the chance.

Although I claim the festival has been haunting me for years now, I mean only in the sense that as a writer I knew it was something I wanted to and should probably do to enhance the chance of this hobby turning into the career that I aspire for. This being said, over the past four years I have only briefly read up on the festival itself without actually retaining any info, besides that authors with a range of attributes, skills and personal stories attend. I did not know what actually happened and the Writers in Action festivals, besides my assumptions I did not know what I was actually in for. However, my ignorance has made it possible for me to enjoy the festival with a lovely lack of prior convictions and expectations, and the ability to have my eyes opened to the endless possibilities of what I can take away from this experience.

Which brings me to the birth of this awkward and fumbling blog. As I am attending as a student from La Trobe  there are certain expectations I must meet. One being creating a blog and writing about my experiences, interpretations, insights and opinions of what I have the privilege to experience and feast my senses and my mind upon.

I haven't the slightest idea of the specifics of what this blog will entail, but I think that will make it all the more fun and more importantly, honest.

I hope you enjoy witnessing WIA through my eyes.
I promise to keep my mind wide open for you.