One of the gems that I discovered was my full high school transcript. I found it amazing that two of the three lowest grades I received in my four years of high school were in my English classes. Little did I know at the time that I would end up receiving my degree in English and becoming a writer.
As I thought about this odd turn of events last night, I realized something. Part of my displeasure with those structured English classes in high school was centered on the need to adhere to rules and standards of writing in a specific way. I don't remember being given the freedom to write as I wanted to write. Had that been open to me, I think I would have been committed to writing from the beginning.
The good news is that I AM a writer.
I AM A WRITER!