I’ve learned to create this turtle shell around me, a protection to keep the ambition flowing through my veins like caffeine from fresh morning coffee. A protection that allows my hands to write freely, and my mind to love my thoughts unconditionally. Writing comes naturally like the beating in my heart. It tells a story in between each beat, and although I may not always listen to my own beat, it does have a rhythm that I can feel flow through me. It’s called optimism.
Writing is essential to my soul. It feeds from inspiration and beautiful things in this life. When I’m finished, I get a series of wonderment and consider what’s next. Underneath, however, there is always this sentimental piece that holds dear to my heart, a spark that makes me feel alive. I may not live forever, but my words written will speak forever.
I am a guilty descriptive writer. Being a descriptive writer does not make your ability to write scenes with more/better description, but rather shows how well you can appreciate a moment. A moment is sometimes all that’s left to hold onto. Such as the story of my Grandma’s loss love. With my first novel, The Fourth Charm, readers have said they can actually taste the red velvet cupcakes Emma Heartwood bakes. It’s all about moments, and why those moments are so precious in life. With this next novel, moments are everything. Moments go beyond just that of written words. Moments, if living in perfect harmony, are even better off the page.
Off now to a week-long vacation. As a special treat to my readers, The Fourth Charm is now FREE in the Kindle version! Enjoy!