The Good Ole Essays

A Writer's Corner

Remember back in school, maybe it was elementary school? High School?

We didn’t have Middle schools when I was growing up. We went from kindergarten to the eighth grade and then off to high school. Okay, so I’m aging myself.

I don’t remember exactly in what grade the teacher would have us write a short essay or some little made up story to read to the class, but I always enjoyed it. I’d write some little make believe story about falling in a creek, chasing a dog down the street, or wading out in some lake up to my knees and having minnows nibble at the hairs on my legs or nip at my toes.

My imagination was allowed to flow freely when these assignments were given and I always looked forward to them. Looking back now, since having several fiction and non-fiction books published, I wonder if the Lord…

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