Three years ago, I was traveling home from a Christmas visit in New Orleans. I was the bored passenger in a cramped up Miata, when I pulled up the notes app on my iPhone. I began writing what was on my mind as we traveled along the highway for our six hour drive. That day I wrote the third chapter of my book, although at the time I didn’t know it would be my third chapter … or anything else for that matter. After arriving home, life happened, I got busy and forgot about the note.
A few weeks later I was looking in my notes for something else, when I came across “the note” and began reading. I didn’t realize it was what I had written at first, as I read I assumed it was something I had copied and pasted. I was more than half way through “the note” when I realized it was what I’d written. I was shocked, surprised then happy, it was good. Real good. I wrote that?
For so many years I’d ignored this story, and others that run through this crazy brain of mine. I feel like it is fear that held me back, worried that I didn't have enough time or talent to write, much-less complete a book. Maybe both? Probably both.
I realized then, that the story deserved to be, at the very least, put down on paper. That’s when I began my journey.
Over the next three years, I pored my thoughts out onto paper, researching hiring editors and proofreaders, then decided to pull the trigger to self publish. The self publishing part itself was pretty easy, but the marketing, getting my book out to the masses, well that’s a different story!
I live in the charming town of Alpharetta, Georgia, and am currently working on my second novel. In those precious moments of relaxation at home - I find solace in reading and being a loyal viewer of Survivor. I'm a lover of all genres of music, anything from pop, rock to jazz. Staying active is very important to me. My day job is a Personal Trainer, so going for a run or challenging myself with obstacle courses is part of who I am.