I am Grand

I read The Plague a long time ago. I have never forgotten Grand; I related to him instantly because of his endless search for the perfect sentence. Many years later, I find that we have a lot more in common than agonising over words. It was our 'plague' that led me to publishing online. No one read what I wrote but it gave me a purpose. After several years, I gave up: when the bank balance informed me that I had paid to renew the website again, I vowed to give it another go and inevitably failed. So here I am. Things have changed around here. I have deleted everything and I am starting again. I have no expectations.

I can't remember what happened to Grand. I might read The Plague again.

I am Grand