I never was a big reader in school, or anywhere else for that matter.  I did everything in school but school work.  I was only there to be social.  I wasn’t interested in anything but sports at that time.  It wasn’t until six years ago that I found my passion.  I didn’t know it was my passion then, it was something I like doing evey now and then.  Last year I decided to take a class in creative writing, and I enjoyed it.  I didn’t think I would after I got stuck writing my first short story(which tuned out to be bad).  But after I finished, I felt such a sense of accomplishment, I had never felt anything like it in my life.  It’s a challenge to come up with well written stories when you have not read alot or even if you do read alot.  It’s a challenge to find just the right word and to put it in it’s proper place.  Most of the time it’s painfully hard.  Even writing poetry, which I was doing before writing short stories for class, is agonizing for the most part.  I would love to be one of those writer that the words just seem to flow so smoothly.  We all would, but that’s just not the case.  It’s the hard that makes it good.  I just started my second writing course and I look forward to the challenges it brings me, along with the rewards.  I would have never known this was my passion if I didn’t have the balls to take a class.  It’s never to late to have a dream.

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