Kokomo Jo was staring over my shoulder. And, that's when it happened. . .
She started giggling. My five year old started giggling at my 5th grade self.
Apparently, "writing genius" may not be the correct definition of what was inside its pages.
But, it was fun to peruse the pages. Stories about my stuffed animals, about flowers, about "what's for dinner" abounded. Apparently, I really did enjoy using my imagination. One story had about fifteen characters in it--in the first page--all named with first, middle, and last names. I think I enjoyed naming characters more than I did writing about them.
I also uncovered the gold nugget. The story that started it all. Truly. This was my first story ever after which my Dad read it and said, "let's rework this". He began talking to me about the art of writing, of senses, of feelings and emotions finding their way onto the page. Eventually, we took these two pages of nothing and reworked it into my first full storybook (a few pages) entitled "Whitey the White Oak". But you can see below my entry into the writing world...
And then, I uncovered something that only confirms why I am a writer today. In the back of the notebook, my math homework.
and this was before common core math ... nuf said.
I was destined to be a writer, as my 5th grade me made itself evident in my first full story and my numerical dysfunction.
Jaime Jo Wright - author of spirited turn-of-the-century romance, stained with suspense
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