So

Within the course of the last month or so, I've had no less than three people tell me I should write a book. Or, at minimum, a column, piece or short story. I'm completely shocked by this and overwhelmed with their enthusiasm. I love to write and have dreamed about doing so since I was a child. One of my very favorite heirlooms I passed on to Booger is a book I wrote when I was in elementary school. It was for my accelerated creative writing class (yes, GEEK, I know). We were provided a blank hardcover book to compose, hand write AND illustrate a short story. Betsie and Her Trip To Rainbowland sits proudly on Booger's bookshelf and she can tell you that I wrote it. I am very proud of it, though I have always hated the fact that we had to hand write it and couldn't type it. Looking back, OCD came at me pretty early!

I've been thinking that I might want to dabble around to see what I can come up with. I might start a separate blog to keep track of my writing in a way that I can flit around on different topics, different stories, etc. I would much prefer hand writing, and may do so....but I can actually type much faster than I can write, so the hand written stuff might be less productive.

I don't know...I never really thought I'd have the attention span for a novel, but I might be able to swing a short story. We shall see.