I know it's been a LONG time since I've posted a #TBTWriter, so I'll be sure to include extra photos for this post. :)
Today I'd like to share a simple story/poem that I wrote when I was 11ish about the color red.
I never realized how much I liked the color red until I re-read this. Then when I started looking at all of my old photos to share, I discovered that so many of them were of me wearing red.
Even in my stories I write now, red is very prevalent. For example, the protagonist in Strange Luck has red hair and she is frequently wearing red or a red accent.
Coincidence, or have I always just had a fondness for the color? You decide.
|Here's a pic of the original poem.|
Red is the color of flaming fire.
Red is the color of beautiful birds.
You can find small red creatures hiding in rocks by the ocean.
Red is the color of victory.
Red is a bright color that brings out the picture.
Red is the color of wonderful books that tune on the mind's imagination.
Red is the color of a ruby red cherry.
Red is the color of life!
Apparently I felt very strongly about red being the color of life so much so that I included a punctuation mark. Lol.
And now for some TBT pics....
|This is one of my favorite pics of me (far right). Not only am I Super Girl, I'm also posing with a giant Twinkie. Ha ha!|
|Here's me at age 11 wearing my favorite red shirt.|
|For my entire undergraduate degree I dyed my hair red. If you're wondering what I'm holding it's a chinchilla.|
|Ano Nuevo in California. This area and its neighboring towns heavily influenced my stories.|
|Here's a pic of me from when I lived in Florida.|
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