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  About Amy Hello, I'm Amy, an aspiring motorsports writer and former blogger.  If you dig deeper enough, you find some very old blog posts, as this started as a book blog, but that's really where I got my start in writing: book reviews, hot book topics and as well as the odd personal essay.  After leaving university, I left the book blog behind, but continued writing and going in the world of social media, writing film reviews and promoting queer cinema, but after a tragic event in my personal life, I quickly discovered Motorsports.  What started as a love for Formula 1, while finally watching the Formula 1 film, Rush, and discovering Formula 1 TikTok, this love soon expanded to everything Formula E, IndyCar, Formula 2, Formula 3, as well as F1 Academy.  I soon found the itch to write come back, with the fast-moving news of motorsport, to the drama, the competition, and the journey of drivers trying to find a race seat. I found that it was the people and storie...
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Turning 21?

You see I have put this blog post for such a long time but tomorrow the inevitable will happen and I will turn 21. I don't know why I decided to add and to keep a question mark in the title because it's not like it is going to happen it will but maybe it's because I just don't feel like it. Queue all the age is nothing but a number talk but I  guess that this is not what this blog post is going to be about. 

 Being 21 has always been the number that I have aspired to, the one that has been in the back of my mind for the longest time. When I was 18, I knew that at 21 I would be in my final year of university, which I am, and that I would graduate this year and on to the future. But am I right?

 I feel like so much has changed it want this magic number must be, given the bears with keys in their hands as if a sign that this would be the time that we would get keys of our own and would gain so much independent. But this is it, it is just a dream. 

 That's not going to happen, I am not going to a key to anything and I am just going to be the same as yesterday. Nothing is going to change but I just feel like it would. I have pinned so much on this one age that it feels like I have nothing has changed. 

 At the time, I just thought that I would be at the end of my degree and that I would have everything planned out. That I would know what I wanted to do with my life but this is far from the case. I mean, yes, I know that I really love and want to write, for a living, would be the ultimate pipe dream but I also know that I would also love to get experience in publishing. But my whole life planned out? Whether this is actually going to be my ideal and ultimate career?

 I have no idea. And I am OK with that.

 I know that I am still young and I have time to find out what is really "for me."

 So let's started again. 

 Hi, I'm Amy. I'm 21. I am going to graduate university this year. And I have no idea what I am doing with my life and I am OK with that.  

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