Why do you write? Is it something you’ve always done, or always wanted to do? Or is it something that you started fairly recently?
Sitting down with a pen or pencil or crayon and expressing myself goes back way farther than I can remember. As a tyke, I got in trouble for drawing on the wall, like most kids–but seems like it took me a longer time than normal to learn my lesson. I made pages after pages of drawings, burning through those cheap paper pads faster than my parents could re-stock. Fortunately, my dad was in the newspaper business and had access to lots of paper. I vividly remember seeing a box turtle crawling around in our yard and thinking those little markings on his shell were the alphabet- and I couldn’t wait to learn my ABC’s so I could read turtle shells!
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