A friend contacted me on Facebook. She said, "If you can tell me who wrote this, I'll send you more." It was a little poem. I read the first line and gasped. Oh, my! It was mine from high school!

I dappled a little with poetry back in high school. The ones she sent me mostly had to do with school and algebra. Why? Because she didn't like algebra. I wrote the poems for her.

Now, they aren't any good. They are feeble attempts of a 15 year old to be poetic, but they did teach me something.

I have wanted to write for a very long time.

I still see my writing as needing a lot of work as do these poems, but the desire is there. That is one of the most important things. You need to desire it. Without desire, you are just going through the motions and there is no soul in the piece.

With no soul in the writing, no one will enjoy it or connect to it. It will be lost in the void of forgotten writings.

One of the poems was about two lovers who follow different paths and yearn for more. My muse has ordered a novel out of it. Yes, ma'am. :)

What sources for stories do you have in your past? When did you last look through your old high school things? You might find a best selling novel in there.