Inspiration

In Memory Of A Baby Monster

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DAILY PROMPT
From You to You
Write a letter to your 14-year-old self. Tomorrow, write a letter to yourself in 20 years.

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 Dear Baby Monster:
  Remember all that stuff you wanted to do?
The writing, the music, the adventure the loyal dog at your side and how bad you wanted the long hair wavy hair like Ann Margret used to have?
You did it kiddo.
You set the course for yourself and by age 50 you did it.
Sometimes when I look back on it, I can’t believe it.
Remember that summer those kids attacked us and cut up our face and that boy kicked our head so hard we had headaches for a couple of months and we didn’t care because when our head hurt we couldn’t think about what we had been through and that was fine by us?
You survived that- at 14!
In something that should have made you less you held on to the things that you wanted to do and it happened.
You ended up writing, you traveled all over the country you were a musician and you did most of those things before you were 23.
You gave up playing music but you ended up loving the symphony.
I’m not sure how you did it Baby Monster but when I have a bad day or I have to face a challenge or a loss ( I hate to say it, but we’ve lost a lot of people and pets we really loved ) I can see you in the mirror- mangled face, black eyes and I remember what our sister said,
” The day that happened to Anita, I remember she walked in the door and her beautiful face was all cut up  and she didn’t shed a tear, not one. She was so strong. “
You were a great kid Baby Monster and I’m glad you are part of my life. 
PS.
You weren’t fat.
A.M.

Ya Lil’ Devil You!

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DAILY PROMPT

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Describe your personal style, however you’d like to interpret that — your clothing style, your communication style, your hair style, your eating style, anything.

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I started to write when I was nine years old.

My Aunt Sharon had introduced me to the TV show ” The Twilight Zone ” and after watching  ” Will The Real Martian Please Stand Up ” and Rod Serling’s intro I knew that was the life for me.

I wanted to wear black and tell stories.

Shortly after that  I started to write stories and I would make covers and would bind the notebook paper with yard or string and I carefully lined them up on my bookshelf with all of my other books.

Later when I was going through a box in my Mom’s storage room I found all of my notebooks and those little stories stored away.

I was lucky, as I moved through school and up until  graduated my teachers actually talked to each other and encouraged me to continue to write.

This prompt made me think, what is my style (  where writing is concerned?)

My style.

Well.

We could label it by genre or I could tell a little story about how I approach my writing.

I approach it the same way as I did as when I was nine years old.

I wanted to write and I liked to write and I didn’t see any reason in the world not to do it no matter what anyone said or what else was going on in my life.

So unlike  in the other areas of my life I never asked anyone, ” do you think I could be a writer?”,  ” Do you think I could be a good writer? “

Heaven or Hell help anyone who asked me why I write what I write, or that I suck or that I don’t know what I’m doing.

That kid in me shows up on my face, my Devil’s Horns pop out ( my Mom was big on saying that when we were being naughty or sassy- she still says to this day” Oh look your Devil Horns are showing” ) and I say:

” Because my Parole Officer said if I don’t keep busy with SOMETHING  I’ll probably end up back on the Psych Ward at the Prison again. “

To answer your question- no I have not been to the Psych Ward in Prison but I have been saying that since I was 10 and when I do it’s like saying it to the same person because everyone gets the same look on their face.

You know how it goes, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it so I’ve been using that line for over 40 years.

That  is my writing style-  I do it with determination, I do it with joy and I have a Hell of time when I’m at it.

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