Hello, my name's Jarrod and I'm a serial restarter.
I started writing in high school many (to me) years ago. Life happened for a while, though, and I quit. But, eight or nine years later, I had the opportunity to quit my job and go back to school. Of course, less than a year afterward the economy crapped out and the field I wanted to go into has become darn near impossible in which to find a job. Oops! Oh well, still the right decision.
I was a history major in college, and my minor was in English. I decided I would do my minor in the creative writing department because I felt I was doing enough forced reading for my major - I wanted to do some output to relieve the stress from all the input. It was then I rediscovered my first real love.
Everything I do seems to have a humorous bent to it. Apparently, I can't turn that part of myself off. I hear it's hard to write humor and I should appreciate that, but, for me, it's harder to write to completion.
I live in north Texas, and the only thing I've ever had published was a piece of creative nonfiction in college for the literary journal. I'm pretty sure that doesn't count, though.
My real love is science fiction and fantasy stuff, although lately I've started reading old westerns to mine for ideas.
Even though I hate using computers and other assorted technologies, (I know, odd for someone who enjoys writing sci-fi), my prized possession is the Kindle my parents gave me for my last birthday several weeks back. I felt dirty and like I was betraying a part of myself when I started reading my first book on it, but I'll be damned if it isn't the coolest little thing on the planet. I still hate that I'm forced by society to have a cellphone, though. Boo, technology!
I also tend to go through my own posts on anything and correct errors in my grammar.
I started writing in high school many (to me) years ago. Life happened for a while, though, and I quit. But, eight or nine years later, I had the opportunity to quit my job and go back to school. Of course, less than a year afterward the economy crapped out and the field I wanted to go into has become darn near impossible in which to find a job. Oops! Oh well, still the right decision.
I was a history major in college, and my minor was in English. I decided I would do my minor in the creative writing department because I felt I was doing enough forced reading for my major - I wanted to do some output to relieve the stress from all the input. It was then I rediscovered my first real love.
Everything I do seems to have a humorous bent to it. Apparently, I can't turn that part of myself off. I hear it's hard to write humor and I should appreciate that, but, for me, it's harder to write to completion.
I live in north Texas, and the only thing I've ever had published was a piece of creative nonfiction in college for the literary journal. I'm pretty sure that doesn't count, though.
My real love is science fiction and fantasy stuff, although lately I've started reading old westerns to mine for ideas.
Even though I hate using computers and other assorted technologies, (I know, odd for someone who enjoys writing sci-fi), my prized possession is the Kindle my parents gave me for my last birthday several weeks back. I felt dirty and like I was betraying a part of myself when I started reading my first book on it, but I'll be damned if it isn't the coolest little thing on the planet. I still hate that I'm forced by society to have a cellphone, though. Boo, technology!
I also tend to go through my own posts on anything and correct errors in my grammar.
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