As part of a rich week of Christmas festivities, my wife and I spent a few days with my parents in Washington. My mom had found an old book with all of my school day memories. Report cards, papers and [incriminating] photos. The funnest gem, though, was discovering my very first piece of fiction.
I believe I wrote this piece as an extra-credit assignment for my sixth-grade teacher [when I was 11 years old]. This is far from an example of acceptable prose or character development; however, it gave me a glimpse at my story-hungry mind, and it made me smile. Read the rest of this entry »