I won't be talking about a dusty scribbler, but rather about someone who has been fond of stories since an early age.
I started with prose, as it was the most accessible way to create stories
I was really hoping to make it my path in life.
But the path was full of false turns, and my desires did not match reality.
Much time passed before I decided to become a professional storyteller,
and I had to start everything over.
I had to put my diploma away, and to clear my head of past knowledge,
And face the monsters that are well known to any beginning writer:
Some I was able to defeat with my skills,
to protect myself from some of them.
Other monsters I couldn't defeat in the beginning.
and to work in places where creative skills were not in demand. But I kept sharpening my craft.
Good timing and mere luck never help those who fail to act.