Memoires of the Middle One: MyTale of Two Cities

I decided years ago that if I were ever to write stories from my life Memoires of the Middle One is what I would have to us as a title. I’m the middle child of three girls and it became habit that when I call my parents if one answers and I need to speak to the other one I can hear from the other end of the phone, “Here, talk to your middle one.” It makes me smile, for whatever reason. Recently my partner, after I had spent some time encouraging him to try and share/publish some of his stories, joined Medium. Since I could only support him by reading a few stories a month without actually joining the site, I decided to sign up. Since I am here, anyway, I figured I might as well take advantage of the outlet, myself, as well. I don’t write as much as I used to; once upon a time, I was regularly writing in journals or jotting down poems that came to mind, at random. I even had a poem published in a coffee table book once as a teenager. Mainly, my thoughts of writing turn toward finally finishing the screenplay that I, also, wrote as a teenager that I have spent the last decade or more reworking into a book. <a href="https://medium.com/@amberg0924/memoires-of-the-middle-one-mytale-of-two-cities-8111647c050d">Read More</a>