So how did I come to writing? It, well… I'm not entirely sure. I suppose it started with my mother prodding me to keep a journal, though I thought it a waste of time, I hadn't much choice but write it anyway.
Later, I wrote (or more accurately typed) my own diary on my computer. This continued for a few years. I also started with a couple blogs.
About a year or two later I was on vacation with a (very) old laptop that came from a dumpster. I still have the big, gray thing, it works (but slowly!) and I started writing a story. My mom came across it and her mouth fell; she didn't think I could write like that. She was used to a couple sentences, i.e. 'the sky is blue and I'm sick of writing. The end.'
Fast forward a couple years to my language arts class. Things go well (I wind up, at the end of the year, with a GPA of 4.0 in that class, and a lowest grade of A-) and the teacher informs me that she's extremely proud of my progress. I decide that it would be very cool to share my work with the world, and around the springtime I think a blog is the way to do it. Thus, this blog was born, and I now love to write.
Stay tuned, there's more coming!