A Dream Delayed

I was doing what people told me to do.even when I was unhappy with their sugestions.I decided to go my own direction.I used to dream as achild to be a great writer. At first, i wanted to write horror novels like King or Barker. I loved the Hellraiser movie. I also wanted to write science fiction with a terrifying spin. In high school I changed.

I read Baldwin, Gunther, Twain, Sinclair and other authors.I want write something more tangible for common people to understand.I had a teacher in my senior year who believed in me, but somewhere after high school I lost my way.The naysayers suggested I'd something "practical". I decided to switch from creative writing to public relations and then business. My overactive imagination led me astray.

I had all these ideas bursting and I felt business was not quite the field I wanted to get into. I slowly found myself after being stranded on this Texas highway that was leading nowhere.I worked with an Algerian "renowned traveler" who told me you can make $$$ at anythingas long as you have the drive, perfect your craft and stay serious about it. Here I am wriing again...