I am not a writer. To bad though, because few things would be as satisfying as taking something that I was doing ‘just to do something’ and turn it into a profession. The writer’s hat, it seems to me, can only be worn if people read and enjoy what you have written. Erase that. Change it to, if a lot of people have enjoyed what you have written, not just read, because Lord knows I’ve read plenty of books that were little more than a waste of ink. I will not be presumptuous and call myself a writer.

What I am by profession is a postal clerk. If you work for the postal service, no elaboration needed. If you don’t, well, it’s more of a job than a profession. Enough said. What I am outside of work is a mother of three that has a deep love for reading and a newly acquired love for writing, put those two together and you get a postal clerk thats trying her hand at writing. We’ll see how it goes.

I love the idea of someone reading my work, thinking ahead of me, trying to figuring out where I’m going before I get there. I didn't know where I was going with this writing thing. I had a vision, had a beginning, middle and an end, everything that a good book is supposed to have. Cool. Good. Write it. What I didn’t know is that the characters would become living entities that wrote their own stories and that I was just there to type it.

After finishing Postal Blues and feeling pretty good about myself, no erase that. A bit arrogant about myself, at having written a book, (had no intentions of publishing, I just wanted to see if I could do it) thinking that I would relax, add it to my short list of accomplishments and use it as a little som’in’, som’in’ to throw in every now and then at dinner parties, I discovered that I was wrong.  That I was not finished; that Bailey, Jackson, Lisa, Tonya and Michael, were not asleep at all but were instead waiting for me every time I tried to get some sleep with more drama, drama that had nothing to do with me. I was just there to type it. So I did and Rain, Snow, Sleet or Hail was born.

Anyway enough about me get to reading.  I hope you enjoy the books.

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