Introduction to My Hunting Gems Series
In September of 1982, my parents gave me a diary for my tenth birthday. I started writing in it nightly. To this day, I can’t make out some of the words, but it was filled with the goings on of my young life. Every year after, while I was in school, someone gave me a diary for my birthday. Looking at my last diary from when I was seventeen, I am ashamed to say that I still can’t read some of the words. Of the ones I can read, many of them are spelled wrong and it takes a bit of thinking to figure out what I was trying to write about.

In August of 1985, I opened a spiral notebook, meant to be used as school supplies, and wrote my first poem. Over the years, the pile of poetry-filled notebooks would grow to number about twenty. Scattered amongst the angst-ridden poems were short stories or the beginnings of ideas for longer novels.

2.) My punctuation for dialogue was all wrong.
3.) My storytelling abilities were lacking.
I started my search by using the internet. What I found was scattered bits and pieces. It was like treasure hunting, finding gems amongst the sand and debris that litter the web. Other articles you might like;
- I’m Back After a Long Absence
- Gems: Editing That Diamond. From Rough Draft to Polished Manuscript. Part II
- Gems: Editing That Diamond. Rough Draft to Polished Manuscript. Part I
- Gems: More on Prose and Narration. Writing Good Sentences
- Gems: Brilliant Blue Sapphires – Sparkling Imagery
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Hi, cool post. I have been wondering about this topic,so thanks for writing.