How exactly did I get here?
To properly answer the question, I have to take you to meet my five-year-old me. I grew up in a household full of books and with a fresh newspaper at the breakfast table every day.
My parents have read Harry Potter books to me since I was five. Six may have been a bit too young to hear about Dementors and reborn Voldemort rising from the cauldron, but it had two humongous impacts on my life: Harry Potter is the love of my life and that is the final decision. And I irrevocably fell in love with the written word even before I could actually write.
Once I eventually learned to, it was all I could picture myself doing.
After spending three years in the Czech Republic studying journalism, English language and literature – hello again, newspapers and books – I felt it was time to move somewhere else and try a different culture. What else are your early twenties for, right?