Thursday, March 6, 2008

once a writer ...

always a writer, or so my little thesarus-loving soul believes. My mom just e-mailed this picture of me no doubt slaving away on some short story when I was at the ripe old age of 5.

Flash foward 24 years and I still spend my down time wistfully writing and longing for the day that my work will grace the shelves of the neighborhood Barnes & Noble. And I'm already passing that passion on to Coop (although he has no clue ... yet!).

1 comment:

courtney said...

what a stinkin' cute picture that is of you as a little girl! and i love the one of cooper on the old typewriter--precious!