I still have some of my old University essays, and I do still have my drawing book from primary year seven.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I am among the few who continue to draw after childhood is ended, continuing and perfecting childhood drawing - without the traditional interruption of academic training.
Although I still occasionally paint and draw, my life has now been shaped by my writing.
In the late 1990s, I left the teaching field to write biographies and histories for young adults.
Like so many aspiring writers who still have boxes of things they've written in their parents' houses, I filled notebooks with half-finished poems and stories and first paragraphs of novels that never got written.
I still do some inking here and there and I've actually got a book that I'm going to ink entirely.
In junior high, I was still writing poems and stories. In college, I was a journalism major. When I got out of college, I went to work for an educational publisher, so I was still writing, developing curriculums.
No, my degree was history, not the practice of art! I can't draw to save my life you know.
I still have a lot of the stories I wrote in high school. Hand wrote... a number of them are in purple ink, rendering them illegible, a fact we should probably be forever thankful for.
I wrote a lot. I was in programs for drawing when I was a kid.
When I was still in prep school - 14, 15 - I started keeping notebooks, journals. I started writing, almost like landscape drawing or life drawing. I never kept a diary, I never wrote about my day and what happened to me, but I described things.
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