Library

I've had my storyteller's license since I can remember; it came with my overactive imagination and my need to share my stories with people.

Being a child storyteller was pretty frustrating, though. When I was 7 years old, I had to dictate a dream to my mother because I couldn't write quickly enough to suit me. I took the resulting adventure story and read it out loud during story time in class while everyone listened attentively, cheering and laughing at just the right scenes.

When I was 11, I wrote my first novel-length young adult romance in a Robbie Rabbit spiral-bound notebook that got passed around in school. Even the kids that I didn't know well asked to be able to read it, and I had to track it down through a number of people to get it back.

These days, I don't share much of my work any more for fear of being plagiarized. Most of my work is incomplete, and most of my completed work is kept hidden in my private collection until I can manage to get them published.

But as ever, I still have that need to share my writing with people. It's like a prime directive in my soul, a driving force. Writing without being read is like talking without being heard; it's pointless and painful, and it leaves my spirit bleeding.

This section of my site is the bandage. I hope you enjoy the reading and sharing a part of my soul.