Well. Here we are. I’m stepping out of my comfort zone and exposing my writing publicly. This is a scary prospect for me, as I have a crippling fear of criticism. I love to write; have always wanted to write, but then what to write about? I put this question out into the universe and . . . nothing!
Write it and they will come. (Sorry for stealing, Field of Dreams!)
I’m a nerd. A huge nerd. I love books, TV, movies, writing, virtual worlds, and yes . . . video games. I play World of Warcraft (not very well, but I play it). I’m 62 years old and my kids (who are in their 30s) think I’m hilarious.
Two of my favorite things in the world are books and the ocean. My perfect place is sitting on the beach with a book and nothing to do but read all day. I’ve had an urge to write all my life but it has been crushed by an overly critical parent. I mean, Dad meant well, but … here we are. Time to get over it.
At any rate, three more years then I retire. I don’t have enough retirement savings so I hope to supplement my income with . . . you guessed it, WRITING!
My inspirations are JD Robb (a.k.a. Nora Roberts), Debbie Macomber, JA Jance, Janet Evanovich, and Sue Grafton (may she rest in peace. Sue, when I get to heaven, I hope you have the Z book finished by then. Just sayin’!) . I occasionally dabble in Steven King and Dean Koontz, as long as they don’t involve aliens. Psychological thrillers I love. Weirdo outer space things? Not so much.
My favorite author that rises to the top, the crème de la crème, is James Patterson. I love love love his work. He is extremely prolific and I can’t ever hope to aspire to be this kind of author. He is a brilliant author who can plot like nobody’s business, he makes huge amounts of money by attaching his name to aspiring author’s work from his Master Class. I love the Alex Cross books. I’m reading “Deadly Cross” right now, but slowly. I’m savoring it, because I know it will be another year or so before another one comes out. (No spoilers in the comments!!) If Jimmy ever kills off Dr. Cross, I will be verklempt.
So. There you have it. Me in seven paragraphs. But that’s just scratching the surface! My 62 years on this earth have been filled with ups and downs, from marriage to divorce, to marriage to divorce, to marriage to divorce; to swearing off relationships altogether, because I have a broken chooser. Cancer, a fire, losing all my possessions, and job loss. Losing my 91 year old Dad in July of 2020, a.k.a. the Year From Hell.
Then 2021 came along and said, “Hold my beer.” Insurrectionists in the Capitol building. My sweet mother will be 91 this year. Love her.
Join me on this journey won’t you? And please . . . be kind. And gentle.