memoir, thoughts, writing

Everyone Writes

I’ve been writing since I was nine-years-old, but I wasn’t a writer.

As and adult, I used some poignant words that connected to some readers, but those readers were people I knew. I hadn’t shared it with too many others, probably because I knew deep down, I really wasn’t a writer … not quite yet anyway.

Everyone writes. Most people probably write in emails and at work every day. Oh, and texting, we’re such good writers at texting, aren’t we? Continue reading “Everyone Writes”