How it started

 Let’s face it, I have absolutely no clue what I am doing on this blog, I am figuring it out through trial and error and after many backgrounds I have settled on this one

I have convinced myself it’s my favorite colour because I can’t for one more minute worry about it. On that note as I start this blog I am desperately trying to figure out something witty and intelligent to write, I can’t, my children are finally tucked into their beds and it’s 8:30 in the evening and my mind is fried.  I had been up most of the night with a sick child and I am exhausted. 
Writing is something I have loved to do since I was very young, reading is an addiction I’ve inherited from my father, I had in the past written many things nothing really worth mentioning.  Mind you I have gone back and read some of the stuff I had written and the word embarrassing is the only thing that comes to mind.  A couple of years I decided to give writing a real shot, I have and incredibly supportive husband, who by the way loves everything I write after reading the first page.  The encouragement helps and it drives me to do it better, but when I first started I had no clue what the whole process entailed.  I thought, OK I write a book, send “somewhere” and voila! I will see it in the book store… 
I began to do some research and boy was I wrong. I began my first project in November of 2009, as with many stories that we read it all starts with that light bulb going off in your brain and that pretty much what happened to me.  As I got older I learned to appreciate books more and as I started the process of writing I learned to appreciate not just the book but the writers themselves.  So, what began as a basic outline of the story I wanted to write and a semi synopsis I suddenly found myself writing pages and pages.  I would go to sleep and these characters lived in ,y head, they would wake me in the middle of the night and I would, without a second thought get out of bed and head to the bathroom —to keep from waking my husband— where I would write whatever came to me in my sleep on a pad of paper.  then when I thought i had the whole thing down pat, I got stuck, I wrote the beginning and the end, but I had no middle —it’s still in a folder on my laptop waiting to once again be given a shot.  Then after a week I realized I really enjoyed writing, I began a different story, it was a little more complex and required a bit of research and it’s still a work in progress and keeping my first story company in my laptop.  I came up with a few more ideas and again I found myself writing pages and pages, even though my intention was to just write a brief outline so the story would remain fresh.  what surprised me was that even though I wouldn’t go back to it in months, the story was still incredibly fresh in my mind and I had no trouble continuing it from where I left off.
Now I am working on editing my first completed novel, I enjoy a good love story and even though I read a lot of different types of books, I stick to the romance, sometime raunchy, but most of the time it’s the more toned down stuff therefore I write about what I like and to some extent to what I know.

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