Ryan Polselli

Chapter 1 The older I get, the more certain memories from my childhood replay in my mind while others continue to fade away. The interesting thing to me is that most of the memories that now repeatedly play out in my mind are those that I didn't think twice about at the time as a child.  In the last ten years I find myself repeatedly trying to recall and tease out the details of the memory from the time I was tested for a learning disability.  The bus The large pencil Flash Cards Mrs. Frazierwood PE and the Bean Bag The chickens The blind taste test The day my head was stepped on Nap time The test The tutor Teddy

This "blog" is not a blog in the traditional sense. It is the intermittent rambling and accumulation of notes and ideas as I work towards the creation of my book. There will be run-on and incomplete sentences. The ideas may not always be coherent. My seventh grade English teacher used to say that you can't write anything unless you start to get the ideas on paper. He called it "pushing the pen." That is what I will be doing here. If someone takes an interest in the ugly process, so be it. But ultimately my goal here is to write a book, not entertain while I do it. With time, lots of learning, and hard work I hope the ugliness will take shape into a beautiful final product. It's probably not normal to start writing a book with a foreword, who knows, maybe it is, but the other morning while lying in bed I was thinking about how hard this task would be for me because I am not a writer. Then it dawned on me that this is a great place to start my book. So I sta...