Prior to my moving to Seattle in 1997 I knew about five people who owned their own computer.
When I first got to Seattle I landed a job at Amazon.com. At that time I had only been on the internet three times. Once in Jr. High when it took a friend about five minutes to download a picture of a naked girl. Once just after high school, where me and a few friends signed onto AOL and had no idea what to do with it so gave up. And one more time while hanging out with a girl I was trying to date. She was borrowing a computer from a friend and a group of us went into a chat-room, tricked someone into a private session for cyber-sex only to mess with him instead.
At the time, the idea of working for an online bookstore was so novel to me that I had to take it. It was the best job I ever had.
All of this said, I have a duffel bag full of hand written notes, stories, poems, songs, you name it, if it’s a form of writing it’s in that bag, and soon it will be on this section of TheWickerBreaker.com
I look forward to sharing!