About
When I was little more than twelve I got really sick, I was out of school for what seemed like a month. I was confined to my room and didn’t feel like doing more than lay in bed sleeping and reading. One morning I woke up and had this idea in my head for a story. I got a notebook and pen and started writing it down. It wasn’t much but I loved the whole process of putting the words down on the paper.
When I was feeling better I would spend hours after school sitting front of an old eletric Smith Corona typewriter armed only with a ream of paper and my ideas. I remember the paper was this onion skin stuff that was a real pain to feed into the typewriter.
Many years later… I still find a certain soloace in writing my stories down. This blog is where I will talk about writing, post some of my writings and rant about stuff that puts a bur in my shorts.
Brian Clay | 
September 24, 2008 6:55 pm
