The Tribute To Writers Award

I know I said I wasn't doing anymore awards and tags, but this award was just too good to pass up! I feel really honoured at having been nominated for this.

Thanks so much Jollygirl for nominating me for the Tribute To Writers award. I'm so excited to get started!

via if image doesn't show up, don't blame me. My computer is having problems

Rules:

1. Answer All Questions

2. Put the picture in your post (has to be linked back to Jollygirl)

3. Tell what you love about writing (if you like writing. if you don't, then you don't have to do this award)

4. Share one piece of writing.

4. Nominate 3 other writers/ bloggers. (no tag backs) and make up 5 new questions for them to answer.

5. Have fun!

 

Questions:

 

1. What is your favorite type of writing?

Novels and the sort of paragraphy things I do. I'm not sure what they are. If someone can tell me what type of writing I write, I would be ever so obliged. It's just I don't know if it's poetry or ...I don't know!

 

2. When did you start writing? 

When I was about six. My mum used to get me to write short stories to help me learn to spell. Ever since I have been hooked! Mum never thought I would take to it so.

 

3. Your favorite author?

It changes a lot, but at the moment it's Eoin Colfer, author of Artemis Fowl and Airman

 

4. Have you ever finished a novel?

Not properly. I got one through two edits though.

 

5. On a scale of one to ten what would you rate writing?

10.5 because it's better than anything else to me.

 

Why I like writing:

I like writing because it's the only way I can really express myself and make a difference. I'm to shy in real life and wouldn't have the courage to stand up and say 'Hey I have something to tell you'.

 

A piece of my writing:

The baby settled in her father's arms

Peaceful, knowing she was safe.

 

The toddler giggled on her father's knee

Laughing at what he said.

 

The little girl followed her father

Trying to make him play.

 

The teen watched her father

Hoping to be more like him.

 

The adult went to her father

Glad to have his help.

 

The mother chatted to her father

Remembering when she was little.

 

The older lady cried for her father

Sad that he was gone.

 

The old lady remembered her father

She would never forget.

 

I nominate:

Imogen

Bethan

Eve

 

-Kat