I'm not sure if I found writing or if writing found me, but either way it saved my life years ago when I had nobody to turn to. What started as mere journal writing cascaded into writing a memoir (long since deleted) of the horrors of my first relationship before finally I dabbled into fictional stories. It's been almost ten years, having written several things and still have nothing "published" except on my blog at www.whispertales.com. Of course, I haven't really spent a great deal of time trying to get anything published due to life/work/school/mediocre relationships with bad people.