I tried to write in grade school, but nothing really went anywhere. I never deemed myself to be “a writer.”
I began tapping away my freshman year for a once-a-marking-period project for earth science; we had to discuss a science article. Occasionally someone would peer over my shoulder as I typed, or as I put it all together, & it became clear that I might have a knack for this writing thing.
Fast-forward to the summer before my sophomore year. I’m not sure what came over me, but an idea bit me.
It just wouldn’t go away.
I wrote all that summer; the (as of late, incomplete) chronicals of an odd, enlightened kid named Connor.
I wrote other little bits and pieces. They would have a point at some time, but just not yet. I let them sit.
Then I stumbled over ficlets. I opened an IM window, and one of those tips popped up; something about collaborating on stories. I decided to check it out.
I was a bit apprehensive. Such a small bit of room, & anyone could add on? Sounded a bit fishy to me.