I Googled myself and found ... reviews!
I had the idea of sharing a review of the movie "Erin Brockovich" that I wrote (in English) so long ago that I don't even remember where I lived when I wrote it. I typed my own name into Google and found several reviews I'd written in the early 2000s.
Back in the day, I really wanted to write reviews. I got my feet wet with a few reviews of books, movies and restaurants. I loved getting free books and relished the idea of eating on someone else's dime. I dreamed of getting into movies and concerts without paying the hefty ticket prices and of having a free CD collection so large that I would have to categorize it by genre. .
Yes, I was cheap and looking for freebies. But, looking back, I am reminded of how much I enjoyed the writing.
I wrote several reviews for a now-defunct online magazine called Crescent Blues. I don't remember getting paid. If I did, it certainly wasn't much. But what I do remember and appreciate most from my Crescent Blues experience was the editors' requirement that forms of the verb "to be" show up sparingly in the brief reviews. Writing a 300-word critique without the words "is," "was," and "were" proved no easy task. The assignment pushed me as a writer -- and I loved it.
Thankfully, the magazine editors kept the online archive of their reviews on the Internet. Here are my Crescent Blues submissions:
Candice Poarch: Lighthouse Magic
Don Bruns: Jamaica Blue
Laura Castoro: Crossing the Line
Kristin Hannah: Between Sisters
John Kisch & Edward Mapp: A Separate Cinema: Fifty Years of Black Cast Posters
Erin Brockovich: Winning Spunk