Someone once told me there's no money in writing and the arts. I refused to believe that someone and I started to persevere. Not too long since I started, my shit in writing and the arts started bringing money in the table. With all the discouragements I get from other people, comes support and encouragement from others. I once said, the more they put me down and tell I can't achieve it; the more I work hard to prove them wrong. A little training and passion comes a long way. Who says a great artist needs to spend their whole life in school perfecting what they want to do? I am proud to be a street smart ass and I'll keep on keeping on with it. Only the cowards stick to where they are comfortable at. Cease the opportunity while it's there and take the big risk. If it fails, then try again; if you succeed, savor the moment and start working on doing better work. And while I am on my quest to fulfill my dreams, I won't forget to hone my skills and acquire more knowledge. Nobody can tell me to stop, if I know it's for the best.