When I was in grade two I wet my pants standing in line waiting for our class to enter the library. I had been busting all morning but was too shy to ask to go to the toilet. I didn’t speak to anyone at school until year three and I remember many excruciating lunch breaks sitting alone eating my jam sandwich, waiting for the play bell to ring so I could disappear into the library and into a book. My mother was so worried about my shyness, she considered taking me to see a child psychologist. She has a theory I became an actor to cure myself of my shyness. Just over a year ago, I was advised to join some social media platforms in order to build my ‘author platform’. The amount of anxiety this produced in me brought to mind my grade two self standing in a puddle of pee while the rest of the class gasped in disgust. But I persevered with Facebook, Instagram and Goodreads, and now find I am enjoying the interaction with a very supportive on line community. The next step was to build a web site…and so, here it is – the WEBSITE. It needs capitals because it has been upper case in my mind in the last few months. How terrifyingly confronting to trawl through the contents and memories of one’s life, to collate it into some kind of definitive statement of who you are and what you have achieved. To package one’s self, to stake a claim of real estate in the World Wide Web. It is to consider a big question…who am I? I am not Donna Cameron because the domain name was already taken. So hello world. I am D.M. Cameron and I love telling stories. Big breath as I hit the publish button…