I started writing to inspire my children into the world of reading and writing. It started with an innocent enough poem, brought to me by my son. When I say a poem, four stanzas. He asked me to finish it and I wrote the rest of the poem to the best of my ability over the next four days or so. It is posted up here, Descent Into Insanity Vol I. They liked it so much, they wanted the rest of the story the poem told. So, I wrote a second and they did not think that finished it. I jokingly said that I should just write a novel and here I am today. I am 35 now and disabled with a rare form of motor neuron disease but writing has given me a new purpose in life. Something that I can do, that can be a betterment for me and my family. We are an odd lot that you can read more about, slowly in Adventures in Fatherhood. But I am slow to open up. Being from the south, contrary to belief, we a not that open of people. We take a while to warm up to people but maybe eventually I will get used to it.