Boredom was the first thing to get me to write…I was waiting for some family history information and wrote a historical romance which 6 years later is still no published.
I’m not sure if it was their intention. But I’d like to believe that when my parents first started reading to me, before I could do it myself, they knew it would shape the rest of my life into something good.
For many of us, there isn’t one specific moment in which we said to ourselves, “Because of this, I’ve decided I’m going to be a writer.
Rather, looking back, there might be a collection of memories that eventually came to form the desire we now can’t shake — the one that says writing is, in some capacity, our calling.
Books are where my love of words and stories began. But reading isn’t the only reason I’m lucky enough to call myself a writer today.
I also watched plenty of Disney films, and, as they were made, Pixar stories that came to life on-screen.
I couldn’t pick up a Barbie…
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