June 05, 2003

The Writing Bug

One of the things I told Dr. Higgs was 'how I got interested in writing'. That tale has to include my sidelines involvement as advisor and coach in my son's writing. He wasn't home long enough to get this going like I had envisioned, but we did get a couple of installments of his 'book' up on Blogspot.

Some of you know this: He walked home to Floyd County from Bar Harbor, Maine in 2000. He stayed with strangers he met along the way. Here is one of my favorites from early in his journey. Thought I'd let somebody else in the family supply the reading material today. Hope you enjoy CHAPTER THREE: FRANK KINGSLEY. (Scroll down. Blogspot links not working. Now I remember why I left Blogger.com).

Posted by fred1st at June 5, 2003 07:04 AM | TrackBack
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alas, your link heads nowhere! my curiosity is piqued, but no journal available...

Posted by: hope at June 5, 2003 10:47 AM

MORE! Please.

I was gonna say fruit falls close to the tree...but now I'm not so sure who's who. *G*

Posted by: feste at June 8, 2003 12:53 AM

Meeting Frank Kingsley wasn't a fiction, I promise. I'm his granddaughter. He's still alive & well in Maine as of April 2004. PKB

Posted by: Pam Kingsley-Bryda at April 19, 2004 01:55 PM

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