Never forget.

It's been a while.

Mythic Blood has be released for the world to read. Despite the setbacks and sadly roadblock, the book finally has it chance to be everything I hope for it to be.

Looking back though, I remember when this whole fascination with writing started. Today, I had a chance to revisit the one who ignited my passion. My former grade school teacher from grade 6 has moved on to a high school and is guiding students. But I will never forget what he has done for me. It was a simple assignment when I was young. We were told to make a how to take care of pet book, the catch was the animal couldn't be anything ordinary like a dog or cat. It needed to be exotic.

I chose a T-Rex.

Instead of a how to care book, I ended up writing a story about my experience taking care of a large dinosaur. It was so well received by not just my teach, but others as well. I went from class room to class room reading out loud my story. From then on I figured out I had something special.

My teacher however didn't stop there. He was trying to get the book published! He went as far as calling Scholastic books to see if there was any interest. I remember clearly talking to the people of Scholastic books, as they gently explained to me that they only publish books that won an award. I thought I had, since I was the only child in my class going from room to room reading aloud how to take care of a dinosaur!

Sadly, the story didn't get published, but I still have it.

Today I gave thanks to the teacher that started it all. Mr. Leonard, if you are reading this. You know I said it to you in person, but wish to say it again.

THANK YOU!

At a time where I felt I wasn't good at anything, came this magnificent gift. I could tell a story with some help. Since then, I have moved on and toned my craft with fan fiction stories, and now my first published work.

Would I have become a writer if this school project wasn't as good as I thought it was? Hard to say, but in my heart of hearts, I know that because of it, it sparked something. It sparked idea, passion and a means of escape when high school became somewhat of a personal hell. A story to lift my spirits with a life I wish I could have, but knew it wasn't possible. Yet when you see it on paper and could believe it could be, it made the world seem a little brighter. It was a land where those who did make fun of me, could never enter or change it.

An escape that became a passion, which brings me to here and now.

I have many other books in my mind, ready to be released. It will take time for them to get onto paper, but it appears that these stories have a bright future ahead of them.

I say this now to you who read this blog. Don't forget the teachers who inspired you. They are just as much part of your journey, I have one other I wish to meet, I just hope I can find her.

For now, I have thanked but one of many teachers who have inspired me.

I hope to thank the rest in the near future.

Until then...