I am the first-born daughter of a first-born daughter of a first-born daughter. My first memory is of a neighbour's naked roof under repair -- the rafters rose out of the top of the walls like a giant angular ribcage. I was three years old. My first day at school was tearful. My first kiss was a disaster.
Sadly, I've forgotten the first book I ever read, or the first story I ever wrote. But I know all too well that feeling I get when I first open a new book, smell the pages and read the first few sentences of the first chapter. There is nothing quite like the excitement I feel at the thought of being able to enter someone else's world for a while and see it through their eyes.
I wanted to use my first post to talk about the memoir that is currently being written in my head, but I now know I can only write about what I've already written, not what I'm about to write.
It's time to take the first step. Wish me luck!
9 comments:
It's great to see you have your own blogspot. I look forward to hearing all about the trials and tribulations of the 'Celtic Scribbler'!
Hi Craig, Thanks for supporting me. I'm sure you will hear all about them. :)
Good luck .. in fact i wish you all the best of luck :)
Hi Yoke Wah, Thanks for wishing me good luck. I think I might need it.
you are writing a memoir here?!
OMG, this is so cool! i wish i could write like you. i hope i don't scare you with this comment. i really LOVE your weekly column.
Hi Cheoky,
No, you don't scare me at all. You made me smile. Thanks!
Hello Mary,
I enjoy reading your articles! Good luck!
Thanks, Sprinkled!
Congratulations on the start-up of this blog about your writing journey! I'd to tell you that I enjoy reading your articles in The Star column, especially about your life experiences in Malaysia. I like your sense of humour that always puts a smile on my face. Keep up the good work!
May you have many many happy memories here in this blog from this point forward. Cheers!
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