Overcoming Barriers to Becoming A Writer

I drew this image for the back page of my college zine, and then went on to get it tattooed on my arm.

I was going to be a writer when I grew up. I remember getting praised for a story I wrote when I was six, and thought I’d want to get that kind of praise for the rest of my life. The story involved rabbits who visited Earth from outer space. I was certain of my career choice.

My grandmother told me I should be a lawyer instead, because I argued all the time. I argued with her about that…