"Writing is nothing. I just sit down at my typewriter and open up a vein."
Friday, March 17, 2006
Peeping Mom
When I got home from vacation last night, there was a box of Peeps on my desk with a note, "These can be sacrificed to the microwave, just for fun! Love, Mom"
Hi! My name is Hilary and this is my blog. I am a writer, columnist, student and photographer. Also, I can whip up some badass cherry cheesecake, when I get a case of the Betty Crockers, which is rare.
I have wanted to be a writer since I was four. I used to dictate stories to my dad, and he would write them down word for word. My parents maintain that any 4-year old who can use the word "wisteria" in its correct context was meant to be a writer, so that's what I'm pursuing. Also, I'm pretty bad at math, so I was running out of options anyway.
I can lick my elbow.
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