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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. |