My writing has grown throughout the years. But the experience that I think has started it off, and got me thinking about writing the most, was an experience from about the third grade.
When I was younger, I was able to make up stories on the spot. I would usually tell them to a close friend or my big brother, because these are the people I was always with. They were fun for me and for whoever was listening to me tell it. Lots of times they were told together, and whoever was with me would help the story along to make it even more funny, scary, or more interesting. It was a source of entertainment!
My brother and I used to live on a small goat farm. I was a tomboy, and we would play outside all the time when we were younger. We went on a plethora of adventures (many times doing what we weren't suppose to, and hopping the fence to our property line), feed the goats, or just dig a big hole in the dirt, like kids do.
One day a goat died, so of course Dominic and I had to poke it with a stick. While this went on, I started making up a ridiculous and hilarious short story about a girl's talking goat. It was tragic in the end since the goat dies, but as I told the story to my brother and later to my best friend, I couldn't keep them from laughing at the silly dialogue.
It was, in my little third-grader mind, the funniest (and therefore the best) story I had ever told. I decided to write it down. And it wasn't long before my friend Laurel and I wanted to make more like it.
Amongst our homework, we went home to work on other tales that also involved talking animals with unfortunate endings. The ones I remember were called "Totally Goat" (my first), "Awesome Frog," then there was one about an ostrich called "Like Ostrich."
These are the stories that made me want to write. I liked to make people laugh, and I discovered that writing was a perfect way of doing it.
