I was once asked many years ago what made me think I could be any good as a writer.
It was a simple enough question and, fortunately, not asked by a family member, one of that strange tribe that thinks they can say – or ask – anything, without sounding doubtful, sceptical, judgemental or plain rude. The person asking was a good friend, one of that smaller tribe who are happy to believe you might want to try something different (especially different to them) without the judgement – rather, a sense of interest and encouragement.
Truth is, I
