During the many days of existing without electricity after hurricane Gustav, I found myself with nothing to read.
After pouting for too many hours and still no electricity, I decided to write my own story. Ha Ha.. yeah right. But, much to my surprise, I started writing word after word and before I knew it, my thin spiral notebook was full.
Although the daylight streaming through my bay window and my little battery operated book light served me well, I was thrilled when the electricity finally declared itself. Luckily, I was able to give my hand a much needed rest. Although I have to say, having the A/C blowing again, at full blast, was like stepping through the pearly gates! No A/C in August in Louisiana is like... well, lets just say, it's not like heaven.
So, with the electricity back on, I resumed my writing on the computer and week after week, my characters came alive. After a year and a half, I not only had my first manuscript, but a complete trilogy. It was exhilarating! Little did I know that was the fun part. The treacherous ordeal of actually writing something called a query freaked me out. Nonetheless, this is what I needed to get the attention of all those literary industry folks. Of course, I knew every agent that received my information would be fighting over my precious words...WRONG!.
Rejection after rejection came and came and came! I won't bother giving you the exact number, I think you get where I'm going. At this point it was mentioned (never mind who said it) I might want to do a little check for grammar, sentence structure and punctuation. Immediate anxiety and panic set in. If you're anything like me, the thought of returning to any kind of academics nauseated me. It was then, I decided to find an editor. Boy, did I find me an editor. She was and still is amazing! (so if you see any error's on the website, let me know and I'll give her a shout...)
Now, after three years, here I am... published.
Aspiring writer? Not at all. At 49 years of age, married with two grown children, I can honestly say, I've been bitten by pen and paper.
Plus, with or without electricity, creating my own love stories will never leave my hands empty again. But the best part is they'll never end... at least in my mind.
So sit back, relax with a cup of coffee or a nice glass of wine (I relish both). I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoyed writing them.