Reading and writing are like breathing to me, impossible to live without. I don't remember the first book I ever read on my own, but I do remember my parents reading to me as a child. Maybe that's where it started. I recall trips to the library to choose and return books long before I began attending school, and for years thereafter. As a youngster, my dad would tell me… Continue reading

Posted on April 5th, 2009 under Art. Tags: Art, creativity. Comments: None