About

Hello, I’m Lenee Cobb of A Writer’s Helper.

This About page is something I’ve postponed for a long time,  edited numerous times, and am nervous about you reading. Okayheregoes . . .

Daddy reading Aladdin to me when I was around three.

About writing
Books were a main source of entertainment for me as I sat in the back seat of the blue ’64 Thunderbird while my family traveled along the endless stretches of lonesome highway between South Carolina, Oklahoma and Idaho. Oil drills, endless prairies and tumbleweeds gave way to the Wizard of Oz and Tom Sawyer.

One of my grandpas could relate. He gave me a little painted wooden shoe and told me the tale of the Lost Dutchman’s Mine while we crept around an old ghost town in the middle of some dry, half-forgotten nowhere.  After his rum-running years, he kept his still in his bedroom closet. My other grandpa owned a number of dance hall/gambling joints and supplied rodeos with livestock. Their wives and children were no bores. When my relatives didn’t have a great yarn going, their friends did.

Like other little kids, I listened so intently to all the stories the adults told that pretty soon they learned they had to watch what they said. The grownups claimed, “She has a memory like an elephant, and ears to match.”

My mother admonished me more than once, “Shush! Children are to be seen and not heard.”

So I kept real quiet sitting on the couch in the living room pretending to watch the Lone Ranger that time when Grandma had her friend in the kitchen with my mom and I heard Grandma say, “Hush or she’ll hear ya. Now, Peggy, we gotta speak igpay atinlay . . . ”

Peggy said, “What? What did you say?”

I glanced in the kitchen and saw my mom roll her eyes before she turned her back to me. “Pig Latin, Peggy. It’s Pig Latin.”

I kept my right ear tuned in to their loud whispering. Peggy was a slow learner and I’m grateful to her for that. Knowing this new secret language served me well.

I desire to write like the authors I love to read. I enjoy the challenge writing presents and love learning, asking questions, and listening. No one person knows everything about writing. There’s a beauty in that, to me, knowing the very best aren’t perfect. We must become friends with the mechanics of writing, accepting those as challenges with a writer’s heart.

What’s your About Me as a writer story? Where can we read it?

Comment, if you will constructively, upon my scribbles. I hope you enjoy them. Thanks for reading.

For those interested in my business website, go to: awritershelper.com
–Leneé (coach Cobb)

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