Gasp! I'm a blogger! How did this happen? :-)
Honestly, this isn't something I ever intended to do. When I first heard about blogging, I dismissed it out of hand because it didn't sound like something I wanted to do. I mean, don't bloggers put all their personal business out in the street and then post it to the Internet? Why would I want to do that? But yet here I am.
I'm here because I believe this is a good way to reach out to friends, readers, fellow authors and anyone else who happens to be interested and because a dear friend of mine harrassed me (and I know she would have kept on harrassing me) until I did this.
As I grow into this thing, I'll prayerfully come up with insightful topics mixed with a liberal dose of humor so that people will actually want to read my blog. But to start, I'm afraid this is all you get.
God bless!
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About Me
- Maurice
- New Castle, Delaware, United States
- I am an author, publisher, editor, speaker and most importantly, a Christian. I'm the owner/operator of Write The Vision, Inc., through which I self-published two novels: To Whom Much Is Given and All Things Work Together. I also have short stories in three anthologies: Blessed Assurance (Literally Speaking Publishing, 2003), The Soul Of A Man (Peace In The Storm Publishing 2009) and Home Again:Stories Of Restored Relationships (Micah 6:8 Books 2010). Besides writing books, I also publish them, edit them and teach other folks how to write them. I'm on the faculty of the Greater Philadelphia Christian Writers Conference, and I've also taught at the Faith Based Arts Conference. Check out my web site at www.mauricemgrayjr.com for more about me.
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Maurice, your comment on the Writers Rest Blog has caused me to remember something! When I was in first grade, the principal at the time, Mr. Meres [ (sp?) pronounced like SPEARS, except you drop the SP and replace with an M] was retiring. And the first grade class wrote a song to sing to him since he was leaving. I remember the lyrics to that song! We practiced it and sang it to him one time! But I remember it! That was almost forty years ago! Here's the lyrics for the song my first grade class created. Our teacher helped us, too. Her name was Miss Wrobell:
Mr. Meres is leaving, we'll miss him, we'll miss him. You've been good all these years, goodbye we love you. He will play with his son, and he will go fishing sometimes. Goodbye dear Mr. Meres, thank you, thank you, thank you....
Now, do you see why people think I have some weird, convoluted mind since I retain a great deal of information?? I even remember the retirement party for Mr. Meres and I remember what he looked like. The party was on a Saturday in the cafeteria and my mother took us. They had some nice-looking cakes there, too!
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