In the seventh grade, I wrote a short story that received a lot of praise from my teacher. That was it. The spark that expanded into a super nova that consumed my existence, and then faded slowly into oblivion. I published my first short story by the time I was 16. I'm now 24 and haven't written a word in nearly six years. The difference between the super nova and now, is that I have LIVED sense then. I've experience some some unbelievable things... and it's time I relight that spark, and tell some of the best stories I've ever lived. I'm a 24 year old father, husband, employee; and this is my rekindling.