I first wrote with crayons. I was obsessed with letters, and making them bigger, smaller, puffy, thin... I was obsessed with fonts before I knew the word. I would invent my own alphabets and color them in constantly. I didn't know what to do with myself if I didn't have paper and crayons around at all times. I'm sure my parents were the first to read what I wrote. I used to beg them to make "books" for me out of computer paper by folding several sheets in half. I would fill them in with my own stories and illustrations. I took it very seriously, and even made "about the author" pages on the back, where I would draw a self portrait (in pink crayon, of course) and write my name. My parents didn't seem phased by my graphomania... I guess they were just relieved I didn't want to watch TV all the time... And when I was writing and coloring, I wasn't pestering my brother, which was my other favorite pastime!