I could choose to interest your eye by listing my never ending accomplishments and vast experiences I contain as a freelance writer. But you see, we have all had to start from some type of beginning, and this happens to be mine. My beginning for writing-for-pay is now, but that in no way marks my beginning for writing itself. I have been obtaining massive calluses and hand cramps since I was a little tike, just shy of my 9th year. Writing is the thing I choose to do when I am waiting in the line, on a day off, or can't sleep at night. Every waking moment I spend is actively searching for the next topic I can write about. It makes sense, then, to write and be able to afford food, too. Why do I write, you and I both wonder? Possibly for self-affirmation and feeling like my opinion somehow matters in the world, but ultimately I'd answer: I write to understand my thoughts. I can try and help you understand your thoughts, too, if you'd like. I am 21 years old, looking out at the rest of my life with naive enthusiasm. I believed Big Brother and obtained a useless undergrad degree at the age of 20, but have left that life behind and hope to see more than the four walls of a cubicle. I have lived life as a broke youth, and have proudly traveled to 19 countries while doing it. I might fool you by my age, but you would be surprised to learn that I have manipulated time to my favor, and have chosen to waste very few moments. If you do not believe I am worthy of the job, feel free to snoop through my blog. I look forward to writing for you and potentially increasing my self-affirmation. coppertopannah.blogspot.com