First stories, i would have been six, seven. I thought somewhere in my head i was a writer, but i wasn't sure. And if i don't do something, then i could be in my eighties or nineties, i could be on my death bed. So let me go out there into the world. Let me try and be a writer. If i fail at soka, i give myself permission to fail - i can turn round in eight years time and go i am not a writer, actually, i am a hotel administrator. But let me try.