So, yeah, I’ve been writing since I could hold a pencil. I ALWAYS write…that’s why I decided to try to actually make money at it.
Well my parents are ALWAYS cleaning their house and my mom came across a binder. It contained a story I wrote while a senior in high school. Talk about mortification. I kept forgetting it there, but it didn’t bother me much. Just some pages I threw together out of boredom during psychology class. The mad ravings of an 18 year-old over-achiever. Best left alone.
Year right. So my mom TYPED IT FOR ME! That’s right, not only did she READ it, she typed it! Okay, so if I thought it was embarrassing to let people read a novel I’d slaved over, imagine how much fun it was to realize my mom was reading the junk I put down over a decade ago!!
And you know what…it’s a good skeleton. Go figure. With a little bit of work and love, it could be something. Maybe someday y’all will get to read the story of Sarah and Tone…until then, its safely stored in my filing cabinet 🙂