I knew then that I had to craft a story and that this "scene" had to be woven into its fabric. It was the story of infanticide carried out on a plantation where there was a surplus of slave babies. Then, one day after reading a book titled "To Be a Slave" (by Julius Lester), I was especially angered by one account of particular cruelty. I always secretly wanted to write an actual novel, brainstorming ideas whenever I actually remembered my desire, aside from all the everyday noise of life rushing by me. Ad copy, catalog descriptions, marketing collateral, company newsletters.oh, the thrill! Working in administrative positions, I wrote company policies and employee handbooks, then "graduated" to marketing work where my writing blood truly began to boil. There was my time to shine! From adolescent poetry to short stories, writing was a creative escape for me, a shy little girl who tried to keep my "voice" under wraps.Īs I became a working adult, I gravitated to the jobs that allowed me the freedom to express ideas. While my classmates groaned when our teachers assigned book reports, research papers, and essays, I had to hide the spark in my eyes and the giddiness in my voice. As a child, I thoroughly enjoyed writing.
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