Like most children, I began mostly with fairy tales. I loved The Jungle Book (also one of my favorite titles). I loved Where The Wild Things Are. Books that took you to places that you'd never heard of or seen before, but that could be created through descriptive scene writing and mentally stimulating illustrations.
I began writing in high school. I think that sometimes I feel like no one will be interested in what I have to say, but I need to get it out. The other night at a bar, a girl mentioned that the town she was from had many Amish citizens. I told her how cool I thought the Amish were, and how I really admired the way they live... I believe it was at that point that she went to the bathroom and didn't return to the table we were sitting at.
So writing for me, perhaps started out of my own fear of rejection. As I got more comfortable with myself and the people I chose to surround myself with, I slowly started to show some of them a few of the poems and short stories that I had created over the years. Even though many of them seem to enjoy and encourage my writing, I can't help but wonder if it's only because they know how dear it is to me. This fear of rejection and it's relationship with sharing my work has driven me to distraction for some time now.