My Attitude

I’ve been writing stories for a few years. I never thought I would be an author, but I always wanted to entertain. I tried music, but that field is cut- throat. I tried graphic novels, but with my sight dilapidated, I had to stop my art. I never learned how to write a script, so that was out.

When I had a devastating occurrence with my Diabetes, and was stricken with Diabetic Retinopathy (the most common diabetic eye disease and a leading cause of blindness in American adults. It is caused by changes in the blood vessels of the retina), I couldn’t work anymore.

I was in sales. My normal day was an average of 16 hours. Anyone is sales would say, yeah, that’s normal. Others would say, that’s two full-time days is one! I was trained to endure the length. If I worked for just eight hours a day, that would be a half day to me. When I couldn’t work anymore, I truly got depressed.

Instead of vegetating on the couch melting my brain with daytime TV, I began to write. Now that was tough. With my vision being 20/200 in my left eye, and 20/400 in my right, I was sporting those RPG, Coke bottles. For the non-military, RPG stands for Rape Prevention Glasses. I bought one of those Fisher Price typed keyboards with ginormous letters, and began to let my dogs slip.

I graduated high school in 1988, and went directly to the military. I did alright in English, however, I was just getting by to graduate. I never retained the more intricate rules of English, so when I decided to become an author, I had to relearn those rules. Writing, and speaking are two entirely different entities. I just wanted to tell my stories, and not be Peter Straub picturesque. When I read, I always looked for the meat of the story, so the oppressively hued lavender of the dank, dewy, wet flowers didn’t hold my attention. I had to realize that the skill of storytelling had to have some of those elements in it. You live and you learn.

I realized that with your writing, the talent is there, and you have over 171,000 words in the English language. That’s your rock, and like Michaelangelo said. “Your statue is in there, you just have to chip away the useless rock to get to it.” That has become my attitude on my storytelling. I’m not just writing, I’m chipping away at the useless rock.

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