Random Thoughts About the Evolution of a Writer
I grew up in a blue collar household.
My grandfather was a plumber. My other grandparents were orange farmers. My uncles and aunts were all service men such as navy lifers or mechanics or construction.
I was always the weird one with my head in a book.
It never occurred to them that you could make a living writing. Or working with computers.
In fact, I have an uncle that once told me I'd lose my shirt trying to work with computers.
Writing was something shameful when I could have been out riding a tractor or fishing. I learned to hide it. I've always had one or two friends I'd share with, but in general, it was something I just didn't talk about.
Recently, I played a character in the Camarilla that was a writer and so I wrote reports on a regular basis and then suddenly a lot of my friends realized I wrote. I'm a shy guy by nature so I find it difficult to engage in chatting unless there is a common thing to talk about.
Last weekend at the Rickshaw, I really enjoyed talking with acquaintances and friends about a part of me that never would have discussed before.
Now, I just need to learn to focus as I seem to want to do everything all at once.
My grandfather was a plumber. My other grandparents were orange farmers. My uncles and aunts were all service men such as navy lifers or mechanics or construction.
I was always the weird one with my head in a book.
It never occurred to them that you could make a living writing. Or working with computers.
In fact, I have an uncle that once told me I'd lose my shirt trying to work with computers.
Writing was something shameful when I could have been out riding a tractor or fishing. I learned to hide it. I've always had one or two friends I'd share with, but in general, it was something I just didn't talk about.
Recently, I played a character in the Camarilla that was a writer and so I wrote reports on a regular basis and then suddenly a lot of my friends realized I wrote. I'm a shy guy by nature so I find it difficult to engage in chatting unless there is a common thing to talk about.
Last weekend at the Rickshaw, I really enjoyed talking with acquaintances and friends about a part of me that never would have discussed before.
Now, I just need to learn to focus as I seem to want to do everything all at once.