Hell, I don't know what I think. This all started when I moved to Missouri. Most of the people I've met are inclined with music, writing, or photography in some way. It must be the water. My bestfriend writes short stories mostly, and he's putting together a book full of them. I kinda' picked it up, and gave it a try. I could tell at first they were horrible, but then I started getting good feedback. I started thinking about it constantly, and it just began to come to me. It think it's strange, but that's the best way to explain how I started.