Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog

I was 11 when I had an epiphany. I had just finished crafting and polishing a poem inspired by a picture of a horse on a hill (I was a typical horse-crazy girl), when I looked at my ode and thought, “This is what I want to do with my life: be a writer.” I loved reading and I loved words: the beauty of them, the magic of them, how they were, as Frank McCourt described them, “like jewels in your mouth.” Of course, he was talking about the words of Shakespeare, but still, at that moment, I was hooked.
Life has a way of sidetracking us. Marriage and raising my two daughters occupied my early adulthood. Writing, although never abandoned, got pushed into the background until my daughters were in high school. At that point, I was anxious to make up for lost time.
Fast-forward to the present. I…
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