Chapter 3

I paused and let a parade of students enter the building, their high-spirited conversation and laughter infectious.

I smiled at Robert. “First, I think you need to decide what you want from writing. Whether it is the sheer joy of sitting down and creating make believe worlds and characters, or a hefty paycheck with a different profession. It will be up to you how much hard work you want to contribute and put into your studies.”

He nodded. “I understand what you’re saying.”

“Good. Because every student in my class has the potential to be better than they are. But it is their call, not mine. So, when you receive a D on an assignment, use that as motivation to work harder and reach for something much bigger. Something that will give you satisfaction from the work itself.” I reached my hand out to shake his. “I’ve got to get going. If you need to talk about your assignment, you know where you can find me.”

“Thanks, Professor Whitley.”

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