When I was in grade 4 my teacher phoned my Mom one evening to read her a story I had written in class that day. She thought I had tremendous talent and encouraged me to continue writing.
English was always my best subject. I never could figure out math, or what I was going to do with it, but English came easy. Even before that, for as far back as I can remember, I’ve always had little stories on the go. I used to re-copy out books I liked, changing the story slightly to fit my interests more before I graduated to writing small stories using my own ideas. I spent a lot of evenings when I was younger with my notebook – just writing. Then I turned 14 and life, friends, and boyfriends took over….however I never stopped having ideas and in the last 7 years or so I’ve started on a few writing projects….but always got busy with other things, leaving a handful of things abandoned.
A few years ago I started writing for a fashion & beauty website as well as a wellness site. It reminded me how much I loved writing. I love writing about things I know, as well as things I don’t know so much so I can learn a little bit too.
Some of my earliest memories are of my Gran taking me to bookstores and letting me pick out a few books while she did the same. We would spend many afternoons curled up in our chairs reading. To this day, even through the busy times in my life, I always have at least one book on the go and will pretty much read anything I can get my hands on. I do sometimes read from an e-reader but actually prefer the feel of a true book in my hands. The feel, the smell – a real book is unbeatable.
I think reading and writing is an essential skill, useful for everything in life. I started reading to Babygirl while I was pregnant and do still. She is just getting to the point where she looks at the pages and listens but I’m hoping I’m teaching her to love books as much as I do. I hope to have the same afternoons curled up reading with her as I did with my Gran.