A Pubber's and Salooner's Diary in Progress (IRREGULAR)

A short History of Writing

Club: Storytellers' Saloon

Collection : Memories

Subject : Childhood

Date of Submission : March 2016

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When I was a child, in primary school, and just learned how to write my own texts, I dedicated my pieces to our pets. We have owned a lot: Dogs, birds, a cat, a guinea – pig and fish. None of those early writing practices has survived, but I remember. How I had introduced our four – legged housemates:

I always started with name, age and kind. Then I described their outer appearance (colour of fur/ feathers). But the third, the last part had been my favourite, since it focused on what you may call 'unique traits': Nicks. Anecdotes. Dis-/ Likes.

I had been very proud of those short lines, back then.

When I grew up, my texts became longer; and I started spicing up the (fictional) adventures of our pets. Biography turned into Humour. This were my first short stories. I would rather pretend, as if they never existed; but they may do – buried somewhere at home.

My first poems, however, had got other subjects. One of my earliest is a cinquain on fire. It was eaten by a floppy disc.