I’m sitting here on my sofa which is my favorite writing spot, with my dog, cup of coffee, and open laptop. My thoughts are drifting between book plots and the work I have piled up in my repair shop. I have to wonder a bit how I got here? Simple. I’ve been very blessed with supportive teachers, and great mentors along my journey.
One of my first writing experiences happened in Mr. Spencer’s seventh grade class. I wrote an essay I titled Civil or Savage? I don’t remember what it was about, but I do remember when my teacher took that essay and read it out loud to the class. He called it outstanding and to a twelve year old geeky girl, that was the start of my love for writing. Poetry came next in high school and a number of my works were put in the yearbook. Mrs. Travis encouraged me to put some of my pieces into a competition. I didn’t’ win anything, but just her support and belief in me meant the world. Mr. Frederick Fuller came next. He taught me advanced composition and I thrived in his class. Lots of short stories, some horror, some mystery, and of course, some romance.
In reflecting back on my life, I think writing became inevitable. I love the craft and love the work that goes into making a book come to life. It’s been a long time coming for me, but I’m here, still on my sofa, with a snoring dog and in need of a coffee refill. Brick, Dragon Runners MC is coming out soon and is the fifth book in this series. I have another one in the hopper and three more on deck. I wouldn’t have all of these works in progress if I hadn’t had people in my life dedicated to teaching the art of writing. I don’t know where all of my old mentors are, but from the bottom of this geeky girl’s heart, thank you.PURCHASE WIDE PURCHASE ONLINE AMAZON GIFT CARD GIVEAWAY