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Five Minute Friday: Write

If you are visiting my blog from The Nester's 31 Days, let me introduce you to Lisa-Jo's Five Minute Friday. Every week, she gives us a word and everyone writes for five, unedited minutes on that word. It's great fun and it's a great way to discover other people who love writing as much as you do. This week's word is write.
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Where everyone writes for five, unedited minutes all on the same prompt. - See more at: http://lisajobaker.com/#sthash.pTSWUuI5.dpuf
Where everyone writes for five, unedited minutes all on the same prompt. - See more at: http://lisajobaker.com/#sthash.pTSWUuI5.dpuf
Where everyone writes for five, unedited minutes all on the same prompt. - See more at: http://lisajobaker.com/#sthash.pTSWUuI5.dpuf
Where everyone writes for five, unedited minutes all on the same prompt. - See more at: http://lisajobaker.com/#sthash.pTSWUuI5.dpuf


I think some of the first writing I did was scripts for Big Valley and Starsky & Hutch when I was a kid. I would denote the length of kisses by the number of ellipses, like (kiss....) for a short one and (kiss..........................) for long ones. I once wrote a story about a boy and peanut butter. I can't remember if he was made of peanut butter or loved peanut butter.

I was a story teller from birth. As soon as I could talk, I told tales of an imaginary husband named Bill Jackson (the last name came from my maternal grandparents) who was a TV repairman (fortune telling of sorts since I love TV so much now). I came by my story writing honestly. When my father was going through my grandmother's things, he found stories that he had written as a boy. They were imaginative and so full of grammatical and spelling errors that my father told us he was proud of us for not laughing at them. How could you laugh at a glimpse of what your father was like as a boy? They were wonderful, magical stories.

I hope to write wonderful, magical stories. Stories that make people laugh, that remind them of their childhood, of people that are dear to them. I hope to write stories that help people heal and realize they are not alone in their heartache.

Thank you Lisa-Jo for giving us this place to share our stories. To push ourselves out of our safe places and write what every comes to mind. Friday may be great because it is the day before the weekend but it is also great because it is the day that I look forward to because I get to write.

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  1. visiting from FMF, beautiful heritage you have there. Glad you are writing here!

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