I started writing when I learned what words meant. It was a raisin bran cereal box that did it. Even though I read backwards (I was dyslexic), I was stunned to learn that people could communicate with others even without being physically present.
The newspapers became a candy land of writing -- there was so much there and I wanted to be in them. Despite being died-in-the-wool shy, I started carrying my poems to my town’s newspaper office and leaving them in their mail slot. ...more