I always believed I was born with a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other and then put between the pages of a book before finding my way to my cot.
When I learned how to read and write, a long long time ago, I was in heaven and soon got the hang of it. All my friends were still pointing at the words with their finger and miming the words with their lips when I was already reading with my eyes. Does that make sense?
I was addicted to books by Enid Blyton and wished I could write like her. I loved writing essays in school and kept reading a lot.
About twenty years ago, I had my first go at a children’s story about a dragon. It was followed by quite a few others. In between I went to several writing classes where I learned a lot and applied it to my stories.
Sometimes I write in Dutch. Other times in English. But I always translate into the other language. Unfortunately this may reflect on the quality of the writing. So please accept my apologies if something doesn’t make sense.
If you’re up for a read you’ll hopefully like this part of the blog and not only read the stories yourself but also read them to your children, grandchildren or friends’ children. Happy reading!
xxx
Ann
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