In the last year, I've been spending a lot of time writing. Especially the last four months, I've been working on an MG novel that I'm excited about. While the act of creating is challenging and fulfilling, the real reward for me is when those words connect with someone outside of my head. So it's exciting and gratifying to hold a copy of this Spring's issue of the literary magazine, Potomac Review, which includes a nonfiction memoir essay I wrote last year.
This memoir essay, told through memorable airplane rides I've taken, reminded me that I have a lot of stories about growing up in Venezuela that I should explore in my future writing. It was also refreshing to write for an adult audience.
Fellow writer friends, do you find yourselves going back to the same childhood memories for stories? Any memorable airplane rides?