Things you wrote as a kid that make you cringe now.

[bertha katzenengel]

Several poems. A song about my mother. Set a psalm to a ridiculouly simplistic tune.

But the worst was from a diary I kept briefly. I wrote about new year's eve 1978. I was 15, a sophomore in high school.

"We had liver & onions, and at midnight we threw Christmas bulbs in the street. It was the New Year's of all time!"

:eyes:

You?

[LynzM]

1. Oh, I have some poetry from when I was 12/13....

Oy. :blush: Definitely oy.

[RevolutionaryActs]

2. The only thing I have is a really stupid poem I wrote when I was 7

(at least I think I was about 7) About Halloween.

[otherlander]

3. Something I posted on the internet about 2 years ago.

[crim son]

4. LOL! The New Year's of all time!

I kept a series of diaries from about age nine to twenty-two. The whole collection is dreadfully embarrassing to read but I've been told that I'll be glad I kept them, when I'm really old. That remains to be seen. :eyes:

[bertha katzenengel]

5. Perhaps you'll do what I plan to.

I kept journals during abut eight years out of thirteen of intensive therapy. Someday, I hope to read them through and use them to help me weave an autobiography.

I would read yours.

[crim son]

6. That'd be a noble gesture on your part, reading about my

interminably dull life. But I'd read yours too, so we'd be assured of at least one sale :hug:

Like most people who love to read, I once fancied myself a writer. Maybe some day I'll give it another try!

[InvisibleTouch]

7. Heh - I've been writing stories since I was 5 or so...

...and got really intense about it around age 8-10, drew pics with them and everything. Sure, I enjoyed it, and that was the whole point - but my mom sometimes tries to badger me into digging up those old "kids' books" and trying to get them published. Gods only forbid! What manner of parental blindness makes a person think that stuff an 8-year-old wrote is publishable material?? It might be source material for something an adult could write, but even that, I don't really want to do. Those tales belong to the past, to a different era. Have got other writing projects going on now.

[Lyric]

8. Oh gods yes.

There's one poem in particular--it was the very first one I ever tried to write. It was HORRID. God help little 9-year old girls with crushes on cute 9-year old boys. :blush: :hide:

My love is a rose on a warm summer day
My love is the birds, happy and gay
My love is the trees, with leaves that fall
My love is the winds that softly call
My love is the snow, cold and white
My love is the sun, warm and bright
My love is for dreams, in hopes they'll come true
But most of all, my love is for you

It's painful to even READ that now. Ugh.

[Left Is Write]

9. Oh, any number of angst-ridden poems that I thought were so deep and tragic.

Little did I know that every teenage girl in the world was writing angsty, deep, tragic poetry.

[Generic Brad]

10. Here's one of my favorite compositions

Autumn
By Generic Brad

The autumn leaves are drifting.
Yellow, red, and orange.


Damn! I don't believe it.
Nothing rhymes with 'orange'!

[LoZoccolo]

11. Is liver and onions good?

My parents never made the weird meats, but I found later that I really like tongue, so I'm usually willing to try stuff like that.