I can honestly say I remember learning to read in the first grade. Mainly because I had five older siblings, yet none would take the time to read to me. That’s okay. I don’t hold a grudge. They know they’re jerks sometimes. It motivated me to REALLY want to learn to read. My mother knew of my interest and bought me books (Ramona Quimby, Age 8; read it when I was 7. Yes, a child prodigy.) Continue reading
“You should write a book,” said Everyone.
Perhaps every aspiring writer has heard this from someone. Or several someones. The suggestions go something like this: Continue reading