I recently sent a short story of mine to my Bubbi (a bubbi is a grandma, but it’s the Hebrew word for it) anyway. She replied saying she knew I was going to be a good writer, because when I was 10 I wrote a poem for a book she was writing about her mother. This got me thinking about childhood memories and the importance of having memories and back stories for your characters. Why don’t you write one of their memories? You might even be able to use it in your novel.

I thought I would share the poem Bubbi sent me, that I wrote when I was 10 years old!

Harvest brown being chewed up by the combine

Fire red burning, a firework.

Moody grey choking the clouds.

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