Salutation!

I am one of the many Rachel's in the class, Rachel M. or Rae, will suffice as a name.

Entertaining a career in English was never really a pursuit as you cannot chase something that isn't running. I have always had my hopes of becoming a novelist to steer me in this direction. Although there were times I thought of doing something else, I knew that the only dream I have ever had was to be a author. I wanted to write books, and my current pursuit is to be akin to J.K. Rowling. The mad genius behind Harry Potter.

My parents don't exactly approve of the idea of me becoming an author and being in a family of highly successful parents (My Father is practically a Doctor and My Mom was a Vice President and in the top 1% of a Fortune 500 company with awards to boot) becoming an author was always a hobby in their eyes.
"Well, look at what's-his-face from the news! He's a T.V anchor and he wrote a book. You could always do that, not so much the new anchor, but writing could be a side project." My Father would start, only to be followed by, "You really ought to find a real career. Writing isn't going to pay the bills."
Then, my Mother would chime in with: "You would be a fantastic Ambassador, or a Journalist! There, Darling, be a journalist. You can still write."
A life chained to he said/ she said seemed droll and pointless to me. My mind was a racing roller coaster of Dragons, Zombies, Magicians, Elves, Vampires, and Romantic Comedies. Reporting the daily news sounded dun. With many days walking in the mires of a real career my mother became very ill and wanted very much to hear my stories. So, I began to read them to her and then with a bloom of hope in her eyes, she finally jumped of the bandwagon. When I too had fallen ill and could not return to college, she offered to house me on the condition that I wrote feverishly everyday -like it were my job. It was a pleasant surprise to have her believe in me finally, and now that I am well enough to continue my degree, she's enthralled to hear the next installment of whatever I am working on at the time.

I vehemently believe that there is a serious downward spiral of literacy in the United States. It pains me so that readers have become lazy and the writing style has reflected that. I feel much pain when I have to correct the grammar of educated adults, when I know mine is far from perfect. The books that I read today are sickening, and a few have really stood out from the rest. I think that books are changing market, moving slowly into a digital shift. I have noticed that the population doesn't really read books anymore, no, they wait for the movie to come out. This hurts me. The time and effort I have put into book seems cheap compared to what people have done to books lately. I sorely miss the majestic and mysterious beauty of Shakespearean plays and the fright of a E.A.Poe short.  I hope that literature makes a comeback. It's such a beautiful art that it may very well destroy the fabric of humanity if it dies.

On a lighter note, I haven't quite decided what I want to do once I graduate from College. I know I want to write books, but like books, I want to bring back the classic of Old Hollywood Cinema, as well. I love books, but I also enjoy other mediums. I hope to write a play, a movie, a graphic novel, and many, many books. Until then, I suppose I will be living in someone's attic, eating cheap noodles and waiting the day for a book to be finished. Hardly worth wild, but a dream, nonetheless.