Over the past months I have made a drastic decision in my life that despite having spent, and loved, the years of my college days at Ringling, that my heart does not seem to lay with only drawing. I think that many people have found that. College, After all, is a huge decision so many of us make at such a young age and like many, thought that telling stories through my drawing was what I wanted.
I still do-- nobody pictures my characters like I do, but that is not the point.
I am a writer.
I have always been a writer and taking these two writing classes here at Ringling has sealed my fate. I am a writer and whether I am doing it for an assignment or because I can't get a story out of my head, I will write.
And so while the ideas of graduate school float in my mind, I am going to try to create a writing network so that I can share my work with others, whether just readers or other writers.
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