I have always been fascinated by the power of words to convey a message. When I was young, my mother used to read us stories some of which were her own. I loved those stories.
As soon as I was able to read and write on my own, I began to share stories with my siblings. When I wasn’t reading aloud, I was reading silently. Books and stories had the ability to magically transport me across time and space into lands unknown with interesting characters and situations which never ceased to enliven my imagination. Not surprisingly, I became a bookworm.
I was in elementary school when I became aware of my own writing talent. Teacher after teacher chose my short stories to share with my classmates. But, I still read. One day, I happened on a book called, “Where the Red Fern Grows,” by Wilson Rawls, which is a book about two Redbone Coonhounds. This book affected me. It made me feel and relate to the novel’s characters in ways which I never thought possible. I thought, “Wow, wouldn’t it be great to write like that one day.” So, I began to practice.
I began my writing career as a journalist for a small local newspaper. That’s where I discovered while interviewing several subjects, that they shone while relating their own stories of how they accomplished that extraordinary feat to obtain victory or explained how to operate that new equipment prototype or even shared what the exciting idea behind the grand opening of a new store was. I thanked my lucky stars that I was the one able to capture those moments on paper through words for others to enjoy.
As often times happens, occupations change and so does your role in life but my love of writing and books never did. I continued to hone my craft every chance I got! And, continued to submit articles to magazines and newspapers.
I have been published in Reader’s Digest, Horses All, The Violet Ray magazines and many newspapers. All of these articles seemed to be the preparation for a book I knew I was bound to write sooner or later. Then I got the idea! Eureka! It started off small, just like an article for a newspaper or magazine and continued to build, the rest is history. But, still I write….
I write because there is a certain power in the written word that cannot be denied. Words can heal a wounded soul, teach, inspire, entertain and inform people about a vast array of topics. Words make people think. Words can make people feel. They challenge and they change people. Words are art on paper and for me, they are the seeds of my soul. Words are my addiction. My Bible is a dictionary. I write because, I feel better when I do and from what I hear, so do others who read my prose.
I hope you enjoyed my first blog. Stay tuned for more in the near future!
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