My Writing Journey

From yarn-bound storybooks to novels written in longhand, here's my story.

When I was a toddler, I would "read" storybooks to my baby brother, turning the colorful pages which were almost as big as he was. I know because my mom caught it all on tape with our bulky, black Magnavox camcorder. I was in love with stories and just wanted to pass along the joy whether I knew what I was doing or not .... I guess I still do that.

My mom, an avid reader, taught me to read at age four, and I've been her bookworm son ever since. I ate up every book within my reading level in the house, and the public library became my favorite place to visit in the world. If it ever came down to choosing between the local park and the kid's section of the library, the library was my usual vote.

By the age of seven, I was ready to enter the publishing world. I wrote a story about the adventures of a frog, cleverly named "The Adventures of Frog," and mass-produced it (two copies) in pencil on school-lined paper. It was fully illustrated and featured several stories about Frog. I gave it to my mom for her birthday.