I wouldn’t define my journey to writing as typical. I wasn’t born knowing I wanted to do it. I didn’t dream about it as a child. The realization came to me much later in life, but not by accident. These things never are.
But then my youngest daughter, Juliana asked me to write her a story one day while she was away at school.
I picked up a pen and was hooked (yes, I wrote my first book long hand) and something happened, something other writers would understand. If ever there was a moment of magic, this was it.I set aside her story and began another and as all stories do, it unfolded bit by bit and before I knew it I realized I was writing a book.
Looking back now, it doesn’t surprise me that writing found me. The world of story has always been a part of me. When I was a little girl, I spent many days getting lost in stories and magical tales. I read everything I could get my hands on. I was transported to another time and place where I could dream, explore, and discover. Now I get to do the same as a writer...and hopefully do the same for my readers. :)