Meet Guest Author, Clifford Browder from this post on The Story Reading Ape blog.
Authors Are Oddballs
Yes, authors are oddballs, but they’re survivors, too.
With me, it began in my childhood, when I had to survive my brother, gym, Teddy Roosevelt, and Miss Kiess.
When my brother, who was three years older than me, came toward me, I didn’t know if he would kiss me or hit me, and he didn’t know either. He was a creature of impulses. In a playground once, for no good reason, he hurled a brick at me, probably to scare me and not intending to hit me. But hit me he did, and I ran home screaming in pain, with a big lump on my forehead that they rushed me to a hospital to have x-rayed. Fortunately, there was no fracture, just pain and a lump. What my parents did to my brother, I don’t know, but it was probably severe.
Gym was a horror because I…
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