I was a good writer once. In fact, I might have even been a pretty great writer, given the right circumstances. I used to love writing. I wrote short stories, poetry, articles, blogs. And then I just walked away. It's something I do, bounce around with hobbies. I did photography for a little while, danced in a cabaret, I even started a catering company. I suppose it didn't seem like such a big deal at the time. I just stopped writing creatively. Writing wasn't a hobby, it was a calling. I still wrote all the time for my business. But I had hit a wall. I was writing a novel. I never wrote novels. I preferred short stories and I was struggling to keep myself moving. The breaks in between trying became longer and longer, as I explored other interests. One afternoon, I was sitting at lunch with my best friend and she said, "You know Erin, you quit everything you start. The one thing you have never given up on is food. You never stop talking about it." And that w...