A few years ago, I decided to write a book. Yeah, it’s just that simple. The deciding part anyway. The rest has been an adventure in learning the craft. I now know that the adventure will never end. That’s a good thing, mostly because I have loads of books inside my head that need to get out and onto the written page. Or, e-reader.
My journey began when the contrast between big city living and small-town life kept popping up. These moments were too humorous and insightful not to be developed and shared.
Now, I hear voices in my head and have characters nudging for elbow room as they fight for space on the page.