Everything has a beginning.
Whatever we do, we all got our start somewhere.
And when we did, usually someone was there, helping us along.
Teaching us all the moves, sharing all the tricks.
Maybe a box full of freebies to get started with.
An invite to perform in the background.
And then, one day, when you're ready.
It's time for the spotlight. It's time for the stage, front and center.
As I've said before, I'm not a dancer or performer or choreographer.
I'm a writer. I write stories.
Even though I'd published and podcasted them since 2005, I didn't read them in Second Life.
Until there was Voice, and I saw Shandon Loring and Caledonia Skytower and Derry McMahon of Seanchai Library reading stories at the Galaxy cruise ship.
I figured what the heck, and read a few stories in the... was it a Clocktower then, or had I changed it to the Clocktree?
Doesn't really matter. Because what matters is that they inspired me, encouraged me, and when I got down on myself for some mis-steps, they kept me going. One a day, until.
All the people who have walked with me on this journey, the ones who went off on their own, the ones who still circle back now and then, and the ones who's journey has ended...
Nobody ever goes it alone.
Who helped you get your start?
When you wanted to give up, who inspired you to keep going?