I wrote my first ten page story in second grade.. Its title: The Killer with a poorly drawn picture of a bloody axe for cover art... It was passed around from classmate to classmate until the teacher,Ms. Greer retrieved it.... The content was graphic and the language..a little Blue.. But it was the reactions that gave me jolt...Like a first shot of Irish whiskey in the morning or that first kiss from a beautiful woman that you do not deserve. That's why I write...I have an old manual Underwood that sings under my fingers and a sky blue electric Smith-Corrona that does most of the dirty work. I love to write..If only for me.