You know, I'm trying to sometimes sit down and write some stories about my childhood and maybe one when I'm an old lady put them out like a book.
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In my younger days, I was trying to write sophisticated prose and fantastic stories.
In the early Seventies, I started writing a little autobiographical novel about my childhood - I made it into a mystery story.
I've been writing stories, in one form or another, since I was a kid.
I have written stories since I was a child.
My mother read nursery rhymes to me, and my grandmother told me folk stories, but as a child I had no interest in writing whatsoever.
I was the typical little sister who wanted to be just like her older brother. When I was growing up, my brother wrote phenomenal stories, so I wanted to write them, too.
The first story I can remember writing, that I truly set down on paper, was a Christmas story that I wrote when I was ten years old.
When I was as little as four years old, my mom would give me a pen and paper and tell me to write a story to keep me busy.
A lot of my stories about the old days, they're delicious and funny. But every time I recall the early days, it's painful. With every anecdote, it's painful because you're summoning up the terribly, terribly difficult life of my parents. And it's painful because I didn't realize at the time how hard it was for them.
When I was a little kid, before I learned how to write, I would tell stories.
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