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I have always wanted to write. I was trying to write even in elementary and by sixth grade I was submitting stuff. I wrote some screenplays for Star Trek the Next Gen and kept sending them in, even past my two ‘screenplay’ limit. In terms of traditional publishing, I have yet to achieve the sort of ‘success’ I would like to see. This is not a complaint. I have a measure for what that next level looks like. When my writing results in sufficient income that I can sustain myself on my own writing, I will then set the next goal. Until then, I am here working on my craft. It is okay to write, even if it amounts to nothing.
I have heard many people in my life say, “I should write a book.” Some of them should have. Oh, the stories and insights gleaned from my family. “Chronicles of the Dysfunctional.” When people tell you “I should write a book,” have you noticed that statement comes from a history of surviving some shit? And when I hear this, I encourage them, “Oh, you so should.” Leave a record. Be heard, even if that audience is few, be heard. You don’t know who you might help. Put it out there. I assure you, you’re not alone. Somewhere out there is someone who feels alone, who needs to hear you.
The truth is, I am not a great writer. I have been told I have a very personable style that feel genuinely warm and inviting, but sometimes the grammar dysfunction get ins the way. Some people are bothered by that more than others. My grammar sucks to the point that it might actually be an indication of an un-diagnosed learning disorder. This doesn’t mean I am…
