One of the ways I wanted to do this was to create. I tried my hand at music and art, and showed no talent at either. Then I found my two loves, storytelling and acting. Both of them, luckily, go hand in hand. Luckily for me, my parents were extremely supportive and I began doing both of these things.
As I grew my storytelling turned to writing. I would write small stories and read them to my family. Many of them I kept to myself. In high school I began writing my first novel, which no one would be allowed to see for many years. In college I became a creative writing major, eager to hone my craft.
Through it all I had one hope. That someday other people, real people, people who had never met me, would read my stories. I would go to book stores and find the spot on the shelf where my name would be. I would stare at that spot and wish. Wish that eventually it would be true.
Well, miracle of miracles, it finally is! A few weeks ago I held in my hand a book which contains a story I wrote. It was real, tangible. Dark and Bitter is out there in the world. That moment was one of the most amazing of my life. That book is now available for anyone to purchase. People I have never met, and probably never will, can read my words. My words will be for sale in bookstores and online. This fact amazes me. It reminds me of one key thing. Dreams do come true.