I think I have at least some writing genes in my blood.
My great-grandfather on my mom’s side was a founding father of the town of Algonquin, Illinois. I remember talking to him when I was young, and reading some of the things he had written. After he died I recieved a copy of the history he had written about Algonquin.
My grandfather (my mom’s dad) was a teacher for many years. Teaching and writing have a lot in common, because often writing is a form of teaching. One of my uncles is a sports writer in Minnesota.
My dad is a retired teacher and pastor; obviously, being a pastor includes a lot of writing!
Whether or not there is a writing gene, it’s just as, or even more important, that I got encouragement at every turn! A teacher in high school appreciated my writing and dreams of writing . . . I remember him telling me that some of the things I did in my style of writing might not be appreciated in high school or college writing but in “real life” would be just fine (thanks, Mr. Metcalfe!).
My mom and dad always gave me the impression that I could do whatever I wanted to, and encouraged me to strive to reach my dreams. My grandparents were, and are, the same way–asking questions about what I’m doing, being proud of my accomplishments, and encouraging me in doing what I want to do.
Countless other people encouraged me through the years, and thanks to all of them! When you offer words of encouragement to anyone, no matter what their dreams, their desires, no matter what they’re working toward, you are a part of making their dream come true.