I’m just going to start by saying, I have no idea if anyone will read this. I’ve been writing almost as long as I can remember – literally. Words were my world as a child, and the older I get the more I write to reflect, and examine my thoughts. Getting them out on paper or on screen helps me to organize, to analyse. Sometimes it’s just a case of exercising itchy fingers. But I want Miss Guts to be a raw, unfiltered record of my shit.
I want to write something entirely personal, so for now I’m going to develop this as anonymously and organically as possible. I don’t think I’m alone in feeling that I have a handful of faces that I show to the different people in my life. We are all and none of the characters we play, right? But the chance to just be…it doesn’t come often day to day. Some of us are lucky enough to have a small circle of people that really see us, and while I count myself among that group, the life I live means sightings of my tribe are few and far between. I guess my hope for this little experiment is that it will be a mix of unfiltered diary, solo think-tank, and creative hub; a celebration of every step on this journey, the good, the bad, the mundane and the fuckin’ weird. Life.
So if you’re reading this…hi. Welcome to my life from here on out.