Hey guys and girls, thanks for replies.
I posted this earlier while traveling on the bus but for some reason it didn't show as posted and I forgot about it until now.
I have an 'A' in my higher maths but that was after first failing it and then having to prove a point after making a rash and not very well thought through pronouncement that I would pass next time with an A.
It was that commitment to keep face that drove me to actually put in study time and I could have probably put far less effort in as I finished the exam with an hour to spare.
Then I got the misguided idea. "I'm good at maths so I have to do it at university! "
Wrong! I dropped out by Christmas. Partly because I hadn't made a promise I would pass with flying colours and secondly I enjoyed partying far more than most livers are able to keep up with.
I ended up doing electronics and the maths never exceeded anything I'd previously been exposed to.
But there is a passion of mines that far exceeds any other subject and that is creative writing. I got 3% in my higher English prelim which made me think I was no good at English, yet as very young kid, with probably many spelling mistakes and grammar that would have English professors jumping out of windows, I wrote a story that simply flowed out of me with my pencil never stopping from beginning to end. The teacher said I was a good story teller but she left and was replaced by the female version of Hitler who mocked every positive I did and I never wrote another story again. Until a few months back that was.
I've just had it published on Amazon. I'm my most honest critic and I would say it's not very good although has bursts of quite unique creative moments that I've not read in any other book.
I've now got the bug and I'm writing another book. I start with a general idea and have no clue if plot, characters, form or any other than the inspiration of the tiny idea. But once I start writing I just keep going and it seems that I'm just the typists and the storyteller is like some entity that uses this physical vessel by feeding me lines.
I prefer to give this entity the credit. That way I don't have to be hard on myself if I don't like what's written.
I'm not posting the link to my Amazon book as I want to write something more mainstream and my more creative contemporary art that one may say is drivel while another says genius, can be whatever anyone says it is and I won't care about jot. But got to get that top ten bestseller first to at least have a large mind picking critic army with some confidence in me to start with.
Maybe one of my next novels will include the plans for a 3D printable fusion reactor that has been leaked to the world and big oil decide to start a third world war to keep the energy profit and power in their hands.
Just a thought. That's what I am. A thought machine. Now to build a coherent storytelling machine.
To the word processor!