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Somewhere along the way, I became a writer.
I don’t believe there’s any formal threshold that makes someone a writer. If you write, you’re a writer, full stop. I didn’t always feel this way, though. There was a time where I believed that the only way to be a proper writer was to study it formally—go to school for it, face professorial critiques, publish in literary magazines, earn one’s MFA, all that—and that was not a path that I chose to pursue. I went to architecture school instead, and committed to a creative career of a different sort.
Even if I enjoyed writing, I wasn’t going to be a writer.
Well, at some point, I guess I stumbled into a side door.
I’ve published hundreds of things over the years, both here and elsewhere—some of them good, some of them quite bad, a few even memorable—and though I eschewed a formal education in writing, I’ve found that there’s actually a pretty excellent writing teacher out there, one available to anyone with an internet connection.