I chose writing. The thing is, I started out reading when I was four (and my parents read to me before that), but as soon as I could wield a pen I was writing little stories. It's the one constant I have in my life. I have a journal I carry with me everywhere, I have hundreds of spirals with stories and junk in them, and it's the one thing I always make time for. Hell, even when I was married and it would have meant big time trouble if my ex-husband had caught me doing it I still wrote - which in a nutshell means I have and would risk my life to do it. I was denied the right to read or write (unless it was something he deemed worthy - which means all I had was the Bible) and I never once snuck a book into the house - but I sure as hell snuck a shit load of spirals and pens in. There's not many people who can say that about either choice.