My earliest memories are of words. My mother carefully stenciled big red letters onto large pieces of white cardboard and taught me to read when I was about two years old. (Note that I was not nearly so fascinated with the big red numbers she stenciled as well…)
It’s no surprise, then, that my favorite thing in the world is a good book, and that I embrace writing in all its forms: nonfiction, novels, poetry, freelance articles, and commercial assignments.
Today, I’m adding blogging to that list, and I promise as I explore and toodle around in my Airstream, I’ll try to put a little suspense and adventure into everything I do.
As Helen Keller once said, “Life is a daring adventure or nothing!”