B has decided he wants to now type his books. He has been writing stories(well I wrote them for him before he could write) since he was about 4. There are tons of his scribblings all over my house. I try to contain them but to no avail. So he told me he wanted to type is stories now. Well we get to my mothers and used her computer since she keeps him while I work. We open a word doc,name it and explained how to save it.
Well he stared and it is slow going he is hunting and pecking. He said typing was too hard and he will do it this way for awhile. He has worked on this story everyday for about 2 weeksWell he stared and it is slow going he is hunting and pecking. He said typing was too hard and he will do it this way for awhile. He has worked on this story everyday for about 2 weeks. He won't let me read it but my mother said the chapers are days in the life of Mr.Monk. Now who Mr. Monk is I have no idea.But he can write all he wants he may be the next Clive Cussler or Nora Roberts. I don't care as long as he is happy.
