Writer raised by alligators, but so what?

If you're a writer on a blog tour, chances are you'll be asked for the day and time you decided to become a writer.

I decided to become a writer on a wet August afternoon when Papa Gator and I were swept across a sea of grass in our Everglades home into a hardwood hammock during a tropical storm. Papa Gator said he hoped I was taking notes so we could properly relate this experience to Mama Gator. My story "Gators and Flamingos in the Tree Tops" was a hit in the Chekika region of the national ...