It will come to no surprise to many that my dream is to become a writer. I love words. I love forming sentences. I love it when the words on a page are so striking, so dissonant, so smooth, that you feel a physical reaction. I love stories–adventure stories, love stories, mysteries, character sketches, days in the life, entire lifetimes in 500 pages.
That being said, I know I don’t work hard enough at being a writer.
I don’t attend workshops or post my work in forums. And, currently, this blog is my only form of writing besides a Google doc with some lame story ideas and what I do at work every day. But now is always a good time to start!