"What if I can't spell or find the right word?" I'm dyslexic. Spelling and vocabulary always cause me problems.
"You have a dictionary and thesaurus," my parents remind me.
I pat my backpack and walk into the classroom. I choose a desk at the front of the room so I won't be distracted by inventing stories about all the other hopefuls.
A man with graying hair closes the door with a thud. He frowns at my books. "Clear your desks. Everything you need should already be in your head." He stands like a mountain in front of me. "If you're going to be a journalist, by now, you should know how to spell."
The room fills with laughter.
I sweep my hand across my desk. The dictionary falls to the floor, followed by the thesaurus.
The man walks down aisle after aisle, stopping at each desk. "This test." He places a stapled document print side down in front of me. "Consists of short answer questions plus four essay questions." He eases into the chair, behind the desk, at the front of the room. "You may turn the test over and begin." Announcement made, he props his legs on the desk and buries his nose in a newspaper.
I skim the first page. What is the name of... When was the... Names. Dates. I gulp. I don't know any of this. But who cares? I don't need to know. This is history. I want to write the news. Something will happen; I'll be there; I'll write about it. I sigh. But only if I pass this stupid entrance exam.
The sound of pens on paper and pages being turned is deafening.
The man rustles his newspaper. "Twenty minutes left. And let me stress, in journalism, speed matters."
Applicant after applicant set their pens down, march to the front of the room and deposit their test.
Well, I don't have to be here for the rest of my life, I tell myself and add my blank test to the pile. My career in journalism is over.
What would have happened if I passed that test and others, graduated and became a journalist. Would I still have a job?
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Sharing my author journey...
There was something missing in one of my picture book manuscripts.
Thanks to Ann Whitford Paul's Writing Picture Books, I found it.
[Act one:] The characters and problems are introduced...
The last act contains the resolution to the problem. (p. 87)