Dahlia Lydia Fiore, Junior High Graduation

This is a huge step for me.  A blog.  I am becoming a blogger.  It doesn’t sound pleasant, and I can’t stop thinking of Harry Potter’s Quidich team and the bludgers- those big black iron balls  that try to knock the players off their broomsticks.  My goal here is not to knock anyone off his or her broomstick, but I do hope I leave you with a positive impression and a reason to read, comment and interact with me and others who follow these posts.For the past year and a half I have been working to put together my mother’s memoirs.  I figured the task would be an easy one and would help me get my feet wet in the world of real writing. Not writing that I scribble out on a pad and then shove in a shoe box in the back of my closet, and not writing that I bang out in a fury and then save to a file folder that I’ll never refer to again.  Real, grown up writing.

I’d like to say the experience has been easy, positive and totally rewarding.  But I can’t.  Not totally. Continue reading →