I grew up reading Olde England tales of romance devouring every page. I couldn’t seem to get enough. The gentlemen treating their ladies with care, billowing skirts, the romantic settings; all were intoxicating to me. Since then, I have loved learning about the culture and country that so many of my own ancestors have come from. I find it fascinating. So here is my attempt at writing what I love to read.
I began writing four years ago as I was healing from a bout with breast cancer; a year full of surgery, hair loss, chemotherapy, and radiation treatments. Not much fun. In my boredom from sitting around “healing,” even reading was becoming a burden. Crazy thought. I decided to try something new. Writing. And thus, my writing career was born. I know a loving Father in heaven has helped me see my way to this exciting new part of me that I did not know existed. I thank Him for this wonderful adventure.
I've had a wonderful time creating loveable (and dislikable) characters and life-changing adventures for them. Writing has become more enjoyable and rewarding than I ever imagined possible. And now, I am finding more and more stories plying for my attention. It’s very difficult to keep up! But I'm having a marvelous time trying.
Physical healing has come slowly for me, to my utter disappointment. And some days, the medical bills seem to choke the life right out of me, which has also inspired the need to work hard on my goals and dreams. But…hope and joy have been created by stepping into these other worlds, these other lives, renewing my own hope for each new day. My faith has been tested and strengthened and, I believe, is shown in my work. This has been my lifeline. Rejoining the real world, my renewed spirit embraces my family and my precious time with them. I thank heaven for them daily--a wonderful husband, three loving children--they are my world, my most precious treasures, and so I want the best for them from me. And so I become stronger with each passing day, giving to them, my family, the best for that day. Writing helps.
And that is what I am doing. Writing. Living. Thriving. After all, I believe in happy endings!
