Even though I was a business major and better at math than language, I discovered a love for creative writing in college. I wrote a few short stories for classes and did well. Because I was a slow reader and never felt comfortable with words, I pushed aside my writing for accounting.
Later in life I sometimes told myself stories to calm my nerves. Little by little I picked up reading again. I found a website where unknown writers shared their work. Not all of it was good, yet some of the stories were very inspiring causing me to think, “Hey, I can do that.”
So, I gave it a shot. My “first” writing was not well formatted, had little to no character development, and was not impressive by any stretch of the imagination, but I did not give up. I kept at it. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.
After a couple of years and many, many short stories, I shared my work with an English teacher I trusted. She gave me some hints and criticism and I ran with it. I took a writing course and bought a grammar book. A few more stories later she said I had a real good piece of work and I should attempt publishing. I am still editing that piece and will some day get it to a publisher, hopefully some time this year.
I’m currently working in accounting during the day. I hide in my fictional world in the evenings when my family’s needs have been met. I’m eager to share my work. In some of my works, I write about difficult topics including abuse and other forms of violence. I write about strong women, much stronger than I see myself. It’s cathartic. I hope sharing my stories will help others as well.
Thanks for joining me on this bumpy ride.