I’m outside on my front step as I write this and for some reason there are ants crawling on me. Oh well. Have you ever looked back and become amazed at how you got to this point? If you were to tell me eight months ago that I’d have three short stories independently published (and actually read by people) I would probably tell you to go pound sand. Eight months ago I had no use for Twitter or a blog. I used to keep the fact that I wrote stories secret except to those who were closest to me. I think I was a little scared to let people into that part of my life. It was and still is my escape from the stupid bullshit that one deals with, especially on the work front (my coworkers will know exactly what I mean). It was something that I was worried would become tainted if I let the general public into that realm.
Slowly but surely as I wrote more and more, I started to play with the idea of submitting stories and actually trying to become a published author. I’ve always had the support of my (soon-to-be) wife but one person that I owe a lot to is one of my coworkers and fellow author, Robert Dunbar. Rob read some of my work and gave me honest criticism. He encouraged me to keep at it. As a result of Rob’s positive comments and encouragement, I started to let the cat out of the bag that I write. I am glad I listened to him. The support I’ve received from friends and coworkers has been tremendous.If it wasn’t for Rob’s initial support, I would still be writing, but I wouldn’t be this active with it. I wouldn’t have gotten hooked on Twitter let alone writing this blog. So Robert, thanks again buddy.
Have a great day everyone!