Why I want to write

I am the widow of a man who was good at writing. He was a political writer for the Kansas City Star. I met him when I was a Junior in Topeka High School. He was a senior and the assignment editor of the High School paper. He assigned me the Girl's gym to write about every week. It is hard to get inspired about girl's gym especially at that time. he told me I was not very good. I already knew that. Every week you had to have so many inches in the paper and he did not think much of my stuff so I acquired my inches by collectiong for the ads in the paper. I managed to get a passing grade but it might have been helped by having an aunt on the school board. One week I even got "best of the week". Later in college I was acquainted with him again and I did not remind him of our earlier acquaintance but found he remembered. We were married over 50 years but I nerver tried to write again except for weekly letters to my family.
Now I take a writing class and am witing my life and other stories assgned me. I want to give this Blog a try.