Wild Child as coined by Judy Reeves in Wild Women, Wild Voices: writing from your authentic wildness (NWL 2015) is an intelligent and seeking soul, creative and driven. We must experience. We must invent. We must find out why a thing is, what happened after its story, and how it got to be in the first place. Wild Child does not care about rules as those are something to be rewritten. And of course if grown-ups must at times be outwitted perhaps there is need for that. Did we say something untoward?
This writer knew nothing about scribes or the reason for never ending curiosity. All I knew was a joyful force that got me up in the morning and sent me full blast into more trouble than a little kid has a right to enjoy. Nobody else knew either that I had the writer seed in me. They thought I’d be normal. Perhaps I would hold my mother’s hand throughout childhood and bounce happily beside her saying, “Yes Mama.” A wild child however has other ideas.
My first encounter with writing happened at the age of nine when our family was about to move from our little coal town to a major city and an aunt said to write letters. And so the creative seed that tried to sprout through a long line of shenanigans found its way through missives. While writing was not considered in those days of embroidery and other such ladylike endeavours it held as my pen spewed ink across the decades starting with those letters and then poetry and short stories and eventually a book and a novel.
Writing history includes private writing instruction and report checking for students of a local university as well as for other users of the written word. As well I worked as instructional tutor for a correspondence writing program and as a columnist for a local news outlet. HowMaster: the writer’s guide to beautiful word crafting grew from my experiences.
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