Guest Post by Deborah Plummer Bussey ( Author of The Family That Stays Together)
The Family That Stays Together One of my fondest childhood memories was going to the county library that was located at the end of my street. In those days, absent video games, Xboxes, and iPads and when television only had three channels, I spent a lot of time at the library checking out book after book. My parents encouraged my reading and challenged me to read more than the ten books for the library’s summer reading club. That was always such an easy contest. My sisters and I spent lots of time outdoors making up stories about each other, entertaining ourselves and showcasing the tales to a neighborhood audience. While a Girl Scout, my Scout Leader, Mrs. Ford surprised me with a blank journal as gift. “I noticed you liked to write,” she said when she handed it to me. I wondered how she knew that and at the same time wondered if it was true. Did I really like to write? I knew I liked to read, but was I a writer? ...