As a young girl, I heard these words often:
“Ingrid, get your nose out of that book.”
I couldn’t help it. Reading was like breathing, or eating. I began writing my own little stories and plays, dreaming I would one day write books like the ones that captivated me. What I grew up to write was “the news”. I took a job as a reporter at our local newspaper the summer after my freshman year at college. I loved the atmosphere of the newsroom and the people I worked alongside. Instead of going back to college, I stayed in the newsroom and got the best hands-on education possible, and before long, I was not just a typist, but I was a reporter. My favorite assignments involved interviewing and writing about interesting individuals in our community. I was telling stories!
I “retired” to home school our children and most of my creative energies went toward teaching my own children to write. Now that our four sons are young adults (and one is a writer), I’m returning to my childhood passion — writing.
That’s my writing cabin in the photo below. I’ve named it Selah, a biblical term which means “to pause and reflect”. My husband had it built from logs we’d been storing in our barns. It’s a small space with no running water or electricity, but it sits at the edge of a pond within a short walk of our house. On a warm day, that front porch is my favorite place to write.
In addition to this blog, I’ve self-published a book of my Dad’s stories. “One Man’s Work” is Robert H. Wilson’s memoir, told through me, of growing up in a small town during The Great Depression. It’s also about his service in the United States Air Force and the many jobs he held throughout his life. Thankfully, Dad is still alive to enjoy his status as a minor celebrity in my hometown! Dad’s book is available through me via e-mail at http://www.ialochamire.@gmail.com or on Amazon.
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