I began writing stories at 15, and in 1986, it was little more than one of my geeky hobbies. It remained that way until well into my 20's when it became an obsessive drive. Somewhere along the line, it's become my passion to become a writer. It's all I think of when I clock out for the day from my job, other than "what's for supper?" with my wife: what I will write today.
In 2007 or '08, I converted to screenplays; and that seems to be where I really picked up some steam, with now 2 registered scripts with the WGA, but nothing sold as yet save for an uncompensated short called "Too Serious."
I guess what really is wrong with the picture is my profession: I flip hamburgers. The pay absolutely sucks, but it's good that I have something to pay the bills with right now. But I have one thing that I'd like to do with what I personally will make from my writing when the day comes: my wife is incapable of having a child, so I would like to be able to adopt one.
So far to date, I have nothing. It stinks to high heaven, but it's the God's-honest truth of the matter, save for an abundance of energy that I can bring to the table. I have my ideas, but right now they're strands of zeroes and ones on my flash drive; I don't have anything else, and would love to change that.