One of the early things I read as a child was a comic book. It was about Superman and I was amazed at how quickly time passed as I read. I was hooked, the visual media evolving art and words intrigued me as a young man and I have never stopped since. From comics, I graduated to novels and one of the first books I read was Old Yeller by Fred Gipson. The devotion between boy and dog came through the pages. It was a simple story and yet a writing masterpiece in my young mind.
As I read more books like Robinson Crusoe a tale of an English sailor marooned on a desert island for nearly three decades by Daniel Defoe, A Tale of Two Cities an intricate interweaving of epic drama with personal tragedy by Charles Dickens, I realized that these and other authors had touched me with their gift and made my life better. So many books and novels have shaped the way I think and ignited my passion for life.
I realized I wanted to write and like everything I want to do I procrastinated thinking I could never do it right. Then I tried short stories and saw some talent but still was not happy with the outcome. Then one day I thought about why I was putting myself through this torture and came to the conclusion that I have something to say and stories in my heart that I wanted to share.