“my life has been the poem I would have writ but I could not both live and utter it..” (David Henry Thoreau, his birth name)
on becoming a writer was the title of the Master’s Project requirement for my M.Ed. via the Antioch University program at Harvard (1979), when I used my journals through the 60’s and 70’s to chronicle something I called, Beyond Feminism.
After a few (minor) free-lance successes, I continued to follow my curiosity and interests in what I was seeing in front of my face–a complete shift in the socio/political/mores of ‘my’ America; often making a fool of myself by being so vocal at a time when women just went along for the ride, rarely disagreeing with authority figures…even husbands.
My first..and only..writing award; Kit Carson Jr. High, 1953 2nd place -a $12.50 Savings Bond/an essay on fire prevention
April 2, 2017
Now, forty-something years later, I have probably made a maximum of $2000 becoming the writer I see myself today.