I am not a professional, nor do I pretend to be. I am not an English major or a published author. I wrote the news for years (almost 10 if you count my years at my college newspaper).
But the benefit of writing for me is not for money; it's for pleasure. Writing makes me feel good.
Since I was 10 years old I kept a diary. I wrote down my thoughts, my daily activities and everything in between. It was my stress relief - how I figured shit out. I can trace every low point in my life to a time when I stopped writing for pleasure. Pen to a paper, fingers to a keyboard, I have to write. My sanity depends on it.
So, here I go. I intend on writing about my life, about stories I have swirling around in my head. And maybe share some excerpts from my diaries as a child. If no one reads this, that's fine. It's not for anyone else but me. But if they do, that's ok too. If I can bring a tear, a laugh or a smile to someone else's face through my words, I have accomplished something as writer.
Some of the posts may not make any sense, some may be blurbs I could use in a novel someday and some might be notes from my days as a reporter or just what's on my mind that day.
Whatever they are, it's my therapy. Leave your judgments at the homepage.