(Rough draft continues for those who love seeing what a story looks like before the thousand rewrites.)
Pickles kicked her dad, trying to get him to focus again.
“Right,” he said looking back at her. “I’ll have a talk with Turd as soon as I find him.”
Sara realised that was about all she was going to get out of Joe for the morning. She stormed back to her house with Piper following behind, yelling, “He’s banned from my house, Joe!”
Pickles and Joe watched them cross the road. “How do keep a poltergeist out of a house?” mumbled Joe.
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My name is Yochana, or Yo, for short. Growing up on a farm in southeastern Ohio was pretty lonely, so books and art became my best friends. I wrote my first piece of "fan fiction" in fourth grade. It was based on the movie, "The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman," starring the late Cicely Tyson. That same school year, I wrote a poem that my teacher sent off to a publisher friend. He told her to give me a few years. A little over 20 years later, my poems were published. That to me was a few years.
Since then, I've been a reporter who horrified the editors with my grammar skills, wrote for campus publications, written humorous company training manuals, and have written three books.
These days, I'm back on the farm taking care of my mom, and living in a '95 Jayco Eagle Mini-motorhome with my cat, Lillie, and three grandkittens. (Thanks, Lillie.)
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