About Mable

Mable Inetta  Cox, a native of Roper, North Carolina, and the youngest of five children, started her writing career at Plymouth High School in Plymouth, North Carolina.  Along with fishing, writing is her favorite pastime.  She was inspired by a good friend to write and her pen continues to speak to blank pages almost everyday.

Mable received a B. A. in English from Shaw University,  an M. A. in Counseling from North Carolina Central University, and an M. S. A. in Education Administration from Trinity Washington University (formerly Trinity College).  She currently resides in the state of Maryland and spends her time working, spending times with family and friends and having fun.

“I grew up alone.  My parents were much older than my friends’ parents and my sisters and brother were all older and starting their own lives.  I spent most of my time talking to my father, listening to my mother telling me what and what not to do, reading and visiting the elderly with my parents.  There, I heard all kinds of stories.  The old folks loved to talk about their childhood and their young adult days.  I listened as the older people expressed themselves and put life to whatever they talked about, whether it was growing up on the farm or in the city, whether it was feeding the pigs and chickens or riding the city buses.  They would talk about everything.  They could talk for days and sometimes tell the same stories over and over.  All they needed was someone willing to listen.

One of my favorite things was riding out Sunday evening with my parents.  Sometimes daddy would tell me stories about his life ore sometimes we would see someone at the store who would talk and talk and talk.  I listened and most of the time I laughed Sometimes I wondered if these stories were true or if the people created them as they talked.  Later I found out that some of the stories were not true, but they were entertaining and animated.  I grew older and found myself telling some of the same stories.

I realized that not only could I tell them, but I could write them down for people to read, understand and relate.

I never knew I even had a desire to write until ninth grade. One day my journalism teacher had enough of my foolishness and gave me a choice to write a poem for the school newspaper or receive a detention.  I wrote a poem for the school newspaper every week after that and became class poet of my senior class.  Students and teachers admired my work.

Writing is so relaxing.  It is a way to say what you want to say and how you want to say it.  It almost comes naturally to me.  In my writings, I examine who I am and what I want to be.  I examine the real me inside of me.  Hopefully you can identify.  If not, just read and enjoy.”