On Writing
I’ve always hated writing. It started in grade school. Cursive writing always made my hand cramp, and then, thanks to my left-handedness, the ink stained the outside of my palm. Next, in high school, the dreaded reports and write-ups. Mindlessly summarizing books that weren’t all that interesting, being told my interpretation of the book was wrong, etc etc. It’s a miracle I still love to read as…