I owe writing to my sister. Together, even before we knew how to write, we started loads of creative projects: movies, songs, collages, plays. And when she would get tired of me, she would go do her own art: often drawings but sometimes also graphic novels. Since, at that age, I had only her to look up to, I too would start my own comics. Later, as I read more and more, words appeared more trendy and tamable to me, so I moved to writing. I was always very ambitious with my writing projects. I never wrote short stories, only beginnings of big books I would quickly get bored of. However, there was a story that stayed in my mind for much longer. Whenever I would get a new idea for a plot or a character, I would add it to a branch of this mammoth story. It grew and grew until one day my head couldn't contain it anymore and I started writing it. For the next five years, I worked on the same book. Sticking to that story allowed me to familiarise myself with writing. But last year, in a desire to explore the less familiar, I moved to other writing projects. I like to see writing as a game with your unconscious mind, where you don't know where you'll end up but you know you'll discover a bit of yourself in there.