Megan Pagan asked, “Did you write stories or books when you were a
child as well?"
“I know you ask because you have little ones at home,” I
commented.
“That’s what made me think of it. It’s so interesting to hear
how some things stick with people since childhood or how people stumble into
something they’re passionate about later in life. Also, Levi writes books all the time. It’s so cute.”
I’m going to answer this from two angles: Firstly, did I write as
a child and secondly, how to be an encouragement to the little writers in your
charge.
My beginnings as a story teller started with just that… story
telling (some call this fibs). Plus, I was an avid reader from childhood and
was encouraged to relate what I’d read to my family. We all loved ghost stories
and would sit around the campfire (we camped a lot) telling goose bumpy tales.
Even when I was little I was expected to tell a ghost story. My dad was a bit
of a prankster, and loved to tell us tall tales just to see how much we’d
believe. We would sit around for hours and tell jokes. To add to that
environment, my mom had the nickname, “Little Miss Adjective.” She could
describe things to death! It was never a simple cloud in the sky… it was a puff
of dragon’s breath chasing a dream! Or some other equally extravagant
description. A favorite game on road trips was Mad Lib. Have you ever played
that? It’s a fun way to engage the whole family in silly creativity.
English classes were always my easy classes. I started a couple of
really, really cheesy romance novels in high school. I’ve kept them for a good
laugh. My college coursework required an English class so I took creative
writing. My professor challenged me to clean up the cute little stories I wrote, and to get serious. He felt I had the
potential to be a writer. I was going to college to become a physical
therapist, not a writer. It turns out there’s a lot of writing going on in that
career. I found I had a skill for documentation and Medicare rebuttals.
In the meantime I had an intense dream bordering on nightmare that
woke me up from a dead sleep. I wrote down the dream and that was the first
chapter of my first serious work of literature—Counterpart. It took a decade to
write while going to college and then working, but I finally did it.
My recommendation to parents of any child who writes is to let
them write. Don’t correct anything they write. Even if you’re an English
teacher. Writing can be taught, but creatively expressing yourself cannot. It’s
a natural instinct (I think in everyone) that should be allowed to develop
young. If a child thinks their ideas are stupid, they will usually stop. Let
their teachers teach them the rules later in life. If a child shows you
something they wrote, my recommendation is to make a private moment and have
them read it to you.
Listen with sincerity. Question things that don’t make
sense graciously. They can become good when they’re twenty. I also think this
teaches them to start writing projects without getting too hung up on how it
should turn out. That’s paralyzing. There’s nothing wrong with being overly
confident when they’re ten! Trust me when they go to publish their first book
they will become humble.Okay, I’m stepping down off my soapbox now :)
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