Void

I had stopped writing, life got in the way. I allowed it to. I think before I joined Prose there had been a 4 year gap of no writing. It became a void. I knew I needed to write, it was an itch I couldn't scratch, so to kick my own ass in the right direction I google searched, "Writing contests" thinking money might be a good motivator. On a list of online writing contests I found theprose.com. I poked around thought it looked good and joined. I entered in random challenges, no money involved, and started writing. Due to my lacking any real social graces, I didn't interacted as much as I should, but I still wrote. I ended up encouraging other writers I knew to join, because they had found themselves in a similar slump, and since I was writing again due to The Prose, maybe it could help them. For them is has, in fact, they tended to be better at social interaction than I and thus encourage me to be better. I love it here, I check in a few times a day, reading and writing when I can. I still feel I suck at social interaction, fearing my comments may come off wrong. 

But this me, and I am here to write and chew bubble gum, and I am all out of gum.