![]() ![]() I admit sometimes I want to go back to that invisible time.īut even that quiet child-me that still lives in my heart gives me a little tug and says, No. Isn’t that what we all do?įor the first time in my life, people are asking me questions. And maybe the next time they have a chance to say something to that kid, they will. I can write a story about a kid who’s always grumpy, and I can show my readers why and maybe get them to think about the kid sitting next to them who seems sad and distant. ![]() I can write down all those back stories and give them center stage. But that’s probably when I started becoming a writer. I created some pretty fantastic reasons which I’m sure were all untrue. I think I’ve always watched and listened to people and imagined their “back stories” in my head.Īs a kid I used to wonder why other kids or teachers or, well, everyone really, acted the way they did. The thing about feeling invisible, though, is that it makes you an observer. Heck, half the time I felt like no one noticed I was even there. Of course, I wouldn’t have worded it that way, but I guess my overall feeling was that no one really listened to me. I never really felt like I had much of a voice. Growing up as a very quiet, shy kid I felt overlooked an awful lot. What do you love most about your creative life? Why? Learn more about Jo Knowles, and visit her LJ. ![]()
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