I've been to medical school as the college that got away, on purpose. I figured that there were too many patients, and I was not patient enough. So I left, after 3 years. Because I had to write. I had stories crawling around in my head, and I had to put them to use. Did I know then that even after 12 years I would still not be able to put them to use. No. Would I still have done the same even if I did. Yes, probably.

Because writing is not an assignment.

Writing is relieving self pain. Writing is not sharing your daily ideas with your friends, that's coffee talk via keyboard or a mobile phone now. Writers are the people who wrote when no tech and no gadget was forcing people to do so. Writers are the people who are too ashamed to show people what they've written. Not the people jumping on a table and shout-reading what they have just written and count the claps, especially after nailing someone's coffin with thoughts. So you get the idea, I'm trying to legitimize myself as a writer, as any writer would do. Whoops, I did it again. Anyways, sorry, moving on.

So I didn't have the best college education by attending a distance learning Public Administration class. But after that, I made a regular Master's on Sociology and about to complete my Ph. D.

Writingwise, I have a published book after four years of research I've done on Occupation of Istanbul after the First World War. Not actually a best-seller. I've written for a prime-time, mainstream, TV comedy skit show for a season. Have send my WGA accredited screenplay to some competitions, got nada, nill. Written several pitches, treatments, synopses (that was fun to pluralize) for several production companies and waiting for many answers.

I also write code, and tech stuff. I have created several almost never-visited web projects. I wrote software reviews for PC World. As you can see I hung my hopes on every rope I can find.

I know some of them will dry easily, but at least they'll see sunlight.