If childhood had a soundtrack, mine would be the hammering keys and intermittent "ping" of a busy typewriter.
From as far back as I can remember, my mother would regularly disappear into her study to write on her IBM Selectric, emerging hours later with piles of papers and empty coffee cups, with a dreamy, satisfied expression on her face. When I was in elementary school, she was working on a master's degree in literature, and, by the time I started high school, she had begun an autobiographical novel that would consume her for the rest of her life.
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By the way, Gina Misiroglu of Red Room put me in touch with the AOL people, which is one of the great ways she's bringing traffic to Red Room and getting attention for Red Room's authors.
Causes Zoe FitzGerald Carter Supports
National Parkinson Foundation
The National Hospice and Palliative Care Organization
Michael J. Fox Parkinson's Foundation