I have never thought of myself as a writer.
My sister was the writer, the English major, the teacher.
My mom takes writing classes and workshops.
Yet, I found myself being asked to write a column for a local on-line news site. No one was more surprised than me to find out that I enjoy writing.
I want to be clear that I am not trying to toot my own horn here. I don't think I have any professional capabilities. It was nice to get paid for my work. (Sigh, it was so nice while it lasted...dumb economy), but I don't think I ever really felt like I deserved it.
I always feel like, "Well , I just took those thoughts that were rumbling around in my head and wrote them down." Really, it's just as simple as that.
I had an English teacher in high school that was brilliant. The problem was, I didn't care back them and I certainly didn't appreciate all that he could have taught me. Mr. MacArthur, if you're out there. I'M SO SO SORRY. I really wish I could go back and audit your class now, I swear, I would totally pay attention.
My daughter has recently become obsessed with writing. She asks me all the time how "Two Penny Jenny" is going. In her school, each student gets to write their own book. She's almost done writing hers at school, so she's been writing a ton of books at home.
I love the way she thinks, so honest and sweet. I love all her 1st grade phonetic spelling. I asked her why she liked writing so much and she said, "I must like it because you like it." It's so funny, that never occurred to me! I'm glad that she and I share this, and now I'll share some of her work with you. Enjoy! I apologize for how light the pictures are...it was the best I could do with my mere computer skills.
(I'll write it as she did) "My Life My life is nice. Becos pepl chret me vrey vrey VREY NICE to me! Efen ef I get sad. I dote relly care. I stell have to go to scool. But it is ok that I stell have to go to scool.
(In the mouth) I love you so much. I am glad you are in my family!!!! I shud brush my teth!