“You don’t know what you’re doing and suddenly it’s done…it evolves out of your own life and night scares.”
I recently expanded my social media network and joined the Twittersphere. I resisted it for years. Then my writing coach suggested I join because “Twitter has an amazing writing community, you’ll find a shit-ton of support there.” She was right.
Between getting my memoir formatted, the front, back cover, and spine situated and ready for publishing, writing my memoir’s sequel, blogging, working, and keeping my sanity afloat, I read. I don’t read nearly as much as I’d like but when I do, I’m picky; and I don’t continue reading books that don’t grab my attention right away. Life’s too short… Read More
I drive my husband crazy with all the books in our house. I have two shelves full of books, that he swears: “I’ll never read.” That may be so, my sweet dimple-chinned-dumpling, but I’ll die trying. And here’s why: It took years. It took book, after book, after book to teach me the reason I love them so, is because… Read More