VBT: Master Koda Spills Her Guts

VBT: Master Koda Spills Her Guts

      Good morning world! Today is the opening day of the Tasha Turner Coaching/MasterKoda VBT! Unfortunately, our scheduled guest was not able to appear due to technical difficulties, but the illustrious KD Emerson (that’s right, Master Koda herself!) has stepped up to fulfill the lead-off guest post here at PP.net. How lucky am I?
      Without further ado… KD Emerson!

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I got started writing when my mom put a pencil in my hand and told me I had to learn the ABC’s. Those first lessons where a real riot. My A’s looked like broken teepees and my Z’s looked like something Mario would have a heyday finding his way through. But Mom stuck it out (much to her later dismay) and soon I was Dick and Jane-ing to beat the band (those were early readers back in the caveman era).

Something caught fire in my soul and I just had to tell stories. Maybe that means I am a first rate liar. I prefer to think of it as having a great creative mind, but whatever the gift of writing is – it has always been my greatest joy and deepest sorrow.

I “published” my first “book” in first grade after spending the previous summer writing and re-writing the blessed tomb. Every time I added a character or something of interest I would changed the title, by the time I finished the title went something like this The Magic Sword, the Boys, the Cave and Sam the Talking Dog. Funny how my upcoming novel features a cave. There must be a deep and meaningful symbol there somewhere. My spelling was something straight out of an editor’s worst nightmare. Sam (the talking dog) braked more often than barked and my mother was ready to string me up on the back porch if I asked her how to spell went one more time.

That summer was challenging for my parents who where honest, hard-working Americans who thought they had bred straight forward children who played straight forward games and didn’t stray too far from the practical life they strived to give us. That was, until they were blessed with me. The summer of “Kim’s Great Novel” was to prove them wrong. They were faced with a child who took herself far too seriously in the writing of the Next Great American Novel. If my older sister ran in with her friends I chased them out with the deadly end of my pencil (keep in mind she was 9 years older than me). No one was allowed within five feet of my desk which was placed smack in the middle of the living room. The TV was off limits before 6pm; my father became my administrative assistant and took messages from my playmates when they came to the door.

“Can Kim play?”

“She’s writing.”

Can you imagine a child that wanted to sit in front of a desk when there were water fights to be had outside? There is something just wrong with that picture.

I am relieved to say I chucked my ego years ago and no longer pose as a know-it-all, self centered “artiste”.

As for me, I am just a writer who loves to write and entertain people. Hope you enjoyed reading. I would love to hear from you. What makes you tick? What is one of your favorite stories about your childhood?
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Author, KD Emerson was born (or is that hatched) several years ago. We won’t go into how long it has been because she has this fantasy that she is still a teenager. She has a passion for the written word and assisting other writers in becoming the best they can be. She also loves to promote others and cheer them on to victory. You can find her at MasterKoda.com and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/kimmutch.emerson.

Posted on May 27, 2012, in Guest Posts, VBT and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Great post, Kim. Thank you so very much for gracing the pages of PP.net. <3

    Stories about my childhood… I like to tell the one about my sister locking me out of the house and then "accidentally" breaking in the front door (I was 9), or the one where I stayed up for 3 days working on my book and had no idea that it had been a whole weekend (on summer vacation, when I was 13). But my very favorite might be one I was too young to remember and only know about from the old cassette tape it was recorded on.

    I was 19 or 20 months old and my family was living in Alaska. My kid sister was fresh from the womb and my parents did not have a camcorder, but they would make spoken 'diary' tapes to send back to the extended family in Washington.

    One of these tapes featured little Penelope practicing her ABCs for Grandma Opal. "A is Apple. B is for Bert. C is for Cat. D is for Dog. E is for Ernie," quoth little me. My mother said, "Okay, sweetie. But how about this? E is for your sister, E is for Evie." There was a pause and you can practically hear my little head shaking. "No, E is for Ernie."

    Tee-hee. Later on in the tape, my Dad asks me "How are you today, Peanut?" and I pout and say "Bad".

    "Bad? Why are you bad, honey?"

    Another pause (apparently I had a flair for the dramatic quite young).

    "Evie."

  2. there is always something important and also interesting to learn on your posts and i like this story

    what books did you write where can i get them to read will you send me them for free plz

  3. Usa Yamamoto

    I’m so proud you got your first guest post PP.

    @KD – I liked your story a lot! I do that now… chase my roommates and stuff away…with sharp writing utensils when they get too close or too loud or too distratcing! hehehehe…

  4. Loved your blog Kim!! And hatched goes perfectly with your nickname “Egghead!”
    When I was a kid I carried around with me notebooks and pencils or a book! I was never without either, if I was I felt naked!!! I’m 28 and I still carry everywhere with me notebooks and pens and now my laptop! (Never know when you might have the time to write!)

    I know who KD Emerson is!!! It’s you Kim right??? Or is the answer not as simple as it seems? I still says its you Kim!!!

  5. Awesome post… Your ability to tell a story shines. I can just see that little girl chasing her older sister off with a pencil, and demanding silence while she writes. I have to say I laughed through most of the post.
    May your characters be forever in your head.
    Juls Duncan

  6. Truly a wonderful web of descriptive narrative. The beauty of great memories, and the magical ability to bring them to life through written word.

  7. It’s amazing how our lives are crafted at such an early age. I enjoyed the post Kim and it brought back memories of me and my sisters. Wishing you much success.

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