Anna Hopkins

I guess you could say, it all started in third grade. I didn't know I apparently had a talent, so when we were asked to write a story, or a poem, or god-knows-what, I went up first, always a big fan of public speaking. I read my whatever, and waited for the classes reaction. For a moment, I was depressed that they were all silent, until my teacher spoke up and explained to me that she was awestruck. The rest of the class agreed, and that's where I began really getting into writing. I started carrying a rhyming dictionary around with me, because I aspired to be as amazing as Shel Silverstein. I also had a little notebook that I would write poetry in. It was like my creativity spurt went on it's first big bang.

However, I've never been able to fully write a novel before. I've never /really/ gotten past the first chapter, in all honesty. And it didn't help that my mother's computer crashed and I lost all of my stories. The Mysterious World, Ice Heart, Rogue, Soul Sucker. All of them went down the drain, though they still remain in my head.

A few years ago, I got myself immersed in roleplaying. Roleplaying is, sort of like writing a story with someone else. You say what your character does, and in response, the other person or people say what their character does. You can have premade plots, settings, or anything else.
I've been really immersed in roleplaying ever since.

Warning, I am also a bit of a grammar nazi.