Over the years I talked various people about my desire to write, but took no action. I have numerous journals dotted with notes on great story ideas and half created heroes and villains. All collecting dust. Flash forward to where you find me today. I've been blessed with an amazing life doing all sorts of different work while travelling the world. As I told people about my adventures with my husband, people told me I should write. I heard them, but didn't listen, I didn't believe. But that desire to write my story nagged me and I began to wonder if those people were right and that I could write well enough for my story come alive through the written word.
Since that decision I have written my first book, a memoir. It's a story of a six month motorcycle adventure full of interesting people, crashes and blown tires. I have written a short story for competition and am now working on a young adult science fiction novel. It's funny how by starting, and completing, that first book turned my own lack of belief in myself around.
As Stephen King says, writing has enriched my life more than I ever expected. I hope that my work brings you the same pleasure.
I have been told I am a natural storyteller. It's true, I love it. As a kid reading was, and still is, one of my my favorite pastimes. That love of story brought me to writing. I have held off writing for a long time, mostly because of a fear of rejection. An insecurity that I wouldn't be any good at it.