My mom was tired of the old junk sitting around her house so she sent it all to me. Inside three manila envelopes were various school papers and artwork from my childhood, including the journal from which the above excerpts were taken.
In case you can't read my handwriting, (it hasn't improved much in the past 19 years, btw) I'll translate the key points:
"Someday I'm going to be in the writing business. I'm going to write stories and poems. I'm going to be a famous writer..."
"...but mostly I want to be a writer. Because I'm a good story writer and poet. I'm also making a book now. This is all I want to do."
From the mouths of babes...
In case you can't read my handwriting, (it hasn't improved much in the past 19 years, btw) I'll translate the key points:
"Someday I'm going to be in the writing business. I'm going to write stories and poems. I'm going to be a famous writer..."
"...but mostly I want to be a writer. Because I'm a good story writer and poet. I'm also making a book now. This is all I want to do."
From the mouths of babes...
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