| Backstory |
My life has always been grounded in books of some kind. My mom was an avid reader and
read Brer Rabbit to me and my sister so often that my sister, two years older but only 4 at the
time, memorized it and recited it back to me. My mom, my aunt and I exchanged romance
novels from the moment I could read.
My mom died of ovarian cancer when she was 32. I was 15. She loved to read and write and
wrote in her journal a lot, but I never knew how much she wanted to write until I read her journal
after her death.
In high school, I checked out a book on writing craft. That was when you had to sign a card, and
you could see everyone who signed the card who checked out the book before. My mom’s
name was signed on that card. This was a high school library book she’d checked out! I kept
that card. She wanted to write and publish a novel, but never got the chance. That is the one
thing that still pushes me to this day. Lots of people don’t do the things they truly want to do and
many never get the chance.
I took my first chance about twelve years ago, after I married my high-school sweetheart. I didn't
know what I was doing, I only knew from reading how other authors did it. Well, reading and
writing are totally different, and I didn't do so well. I gave it up for almost ten years until I decided
I couldn't ignore my dream. There would always be something missing in my life if I didn't try. I
had a full time job, a house, bills, family. But that longing to write would never leave me. I
wasn't happy with my job, thought maybe I'd enroll in college, but I knew no college courses
would teach me what I really wanted to do. Write. I had this story in my mind, these characters
that were so real to me, so I sat down and committed to writing. Studying would take just as
much time, so why not write instead?
I still work full time and I'm still married to the man of my dreams. He's been my support post
through these years. Maybe one day my full time job will me by dream: to write. For now, I'll
continue to write in my spare time. I have a lot of stories still to tell.
read Brer Rabbit to me and my sister so often that my sister, two years older but only 4 at the
time, memorized it and recited it back to me. My mom, my aunt and I exchanged romance
novels from the moment I could read.
My mom died of ovarian cancer when she was 32. I was 15. She loved to read and write and
wrote in her journal a lot, but I never knew how much she wanted to write until I read her journal
after her death.
In high school, I checked out a book on writing craft. That was when you had to sign a card, and
you could see everyone who signed the card who checked out the book before. My mom’s
name was signed on that card. This was a high school library book she’d checked out! I kept
that card. She wanted to write and publish a novel, but never got the chance. That is the one
thing that still pushes me to this day. Lots of people don’t do the things they truly want to do and
many never get the chance.
I took my first chance about twelve years ago, after I married my high-school sweetheart. I didn't
know what I was doing, I only knew from reading how other authors did it. Well, reading and
writing are totally different, and I didn't do so well. I gave it up for almost ten years until I decided
I couldn't ignore my dream. There would always be something missing in my life if I didn't try. I
had a full time job, a house, bills, family. But that longing to write would never leave me. I
wasn't happy with my job, thought maybe I'd enroll in college, but I knew no college courses
would teach me what I really wanted to do. Write. I had this story in my mind, these characters
that were so real to me, so I sat down and committed to writing. Studying would take just as
much time, so why not write instead?
I still work full time and I'm still married to the man of my dreams. He's been my support post
through these years. Maybe one day my full time job will me by dream: to write. For now, I'll
continue to write in my spare time. I have a lot of stories still to tell.
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