Today I’ve been thinking about who my main villain should be. Many ideas came to my mind. Since the day I for first time started to think about writing this book I imagined that the villain won’t be that much important for the story, that the biggest enemy—or villain if you like—would be the main protagonist’s battle with addiction and his ‘old self’.
This morning, while meditating an idea stroke me out of thin air. An idea of a story I could tell. During only a few minutes it become so strong I couldn’t keep on meditating anymore, I took my diary and started writing down this flow of thoughts.
