"Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts."
~Sir Winston Churchill
This has been a long time coming. I wrote three books, published them, and then disappeared. Well, sort of disappeared. I became something greater than a writer. I became a mother. For three and a half years I have loved and nurtured a small human being. She is bright, beautiful, and teaches me more about life every day. I love her more than anything else in this world and even though I missed writing full time I knew my place and new purpose in life was to be a constant source of guidance for my daughter. The time has come that she has entered preschool and so, I have time again to delve back into my second passion.
And oh how I have missed the feel of a keyboard under my fingertips. Yes, I dabbled with some paragraphs here and there over the last three years, but time always escaped me. My ideas and characters were pushed to a corner in my mind and told to sit patiently and wait for the right time. The time is finally right. The ideas that were jotted down and stuffed in notebooks have been pulled out and dusted off. I am working on two novels. One (secretly already in it's second draft) is a contemporary YA. The other is a fantasy my mind has created into a twisted version of Sleeping Beauty.
I am excited.
So happy to be writing. Enthralled to have the time I can dedicate just for my books and muses. I have missed this part of my life so much. Welcome back, me. Welcome back.
I will be posting here more as well, now that I have time. I missed you guys.