My sister and I write a blog together about our childhood called 107 Federal Street (our childhood home address).
It’s my underhanded way of mining my sister for stories about our childhood that I can one day use for a memoir.
We also hope to create something that our children will enjoy reading someday.
Kelli’s been in transition for the last few months and without a computer, but she’s up and running again and we’re writing.
My sister, who has the memory of a robotic elephant, writes on a topic first. Then I respond with my own post.
Over the weekend we posted twice to the blog.
In addition to our blog, I’m trying to convince her to write a memoir. The last twenty years have been an interesting time for her (to say the least), and she’s a good writer.
She must get it from me.