Since I could lift a crayon, I’ve been a storyteller. I shared stories and scribbled drawings with anyone in my path. I learned to draw shapes, to write words, and I was off.
I’ve been making up stories in some way ever since, keeping storytelling as a hobby through several attempts at finding a real job that I could tolerate. None stuck, and so here I am, pursuing the career I should have had all along.
Ursula K. Le Guin said, “The creative adult is the child who has survived.” That holds true for me. I’m still a kid at heart, and I plan to make that child proud.