I started this blog in 2012, hoping to engage readers with excerpts from the memoirs I had been writing. Back then, I wrote that I hoped to have something published someday and called myself a “wannabe writer”.
A lot has happened since then.
I have been writing as long as I can remember, filling folders and folders with my own words from the time I was young enough to write about Kings and Princes. For many years, writing had to fit around raising my babies and the busy work of life. I became a mother at a very young age and raised two princes and a princess. Somewhere along the way, those babies grew up and began adventures of their own, and I found my way back to mine.
Today, I write memoir and children’s stories, and I’m pursuing the dream that brought me here all those years ago.
My interests are still quite far ranging. I love the little children and the b ig children and those who fall between. I love the flowers that splash outside my window and the rain that blooms to color my pane with rainbows. And I still love the way words seem to flow from my mind, into my fingers, and out onto my computer screen.
Fourteen years later, I’m still here. Still writing. Still learning. And still seeing where the words will take me.
