In addition to being an author and creating new and exciting worlds for you to enjoy, I decided to share a little bit of my own real world with you. As writers we tend to delve deep into the fiction with our audience and leave out the important parts of our lives that led us into being writers in the first place. I am about to get pretty real with you all on what path has brought me to fulfilling my life long dream of writing my own novels.
If you haven’t already I strongly recommend you read my books, which can be found on Amazon! Of course I am biased on their quality but I truly feel like they are a strong story line and filled with heroes that are flawed like the rest of us.
But are flaws a bad thing? I mean really? Have you ever met a perfect person? I know I haven’t and you know what? I don’t want to. They sound BORING. I know I am flawed. And because of these flaws, I am the person I am today. Because of these very flaws, I am an author.
So you might be wondering how flaws led me into writing a book… and not a self help book either but a full fledged 65000 word novel with another 80000 word novel soon to be released. Well…. let me tell you.
My biggest flaw? Ask my husband any day of the week and he will tell you it is that I am stubborn to my core. I think I can take on the entire stinking world without any help. Because of this fateful flaw I decided that I would move across the state at eight months pregnant, ignoring the many signs I had that maybe my pregnancy was having some difficulties. I started a new job, took on increasingly difficult tasks all while steadily declining in health.
It was this same stubbornness that prevented me from seeking a second opinion when my new doctor told me ‘everything is fine’ and I was just pregnant. Well… everything wasn’t fine and I learned in labor exactly what my body was trying to tell me. That particular story is for a later blog post though since it would take way to long to do it justice here.
You would think that this would have opened my eyes right? WRONG! After nine weeks of continued struggles with dizziness, loss of appetite, and overall fatigue I decided that I was ready to return to work instead of taking the allotted twelve weeks. Why you ask? Because as I said I am stubborn to my very core. I did not feel like I could miss anymore work (more on that later) and by golly I was going back and woe be to anyone who tells me no!
What did this all lead to? Four weeks into returning to my job as a science teacher I passed out in front of a room full of forty twelve year olds and my body straight up decided to scream at me “YOU ARE NOT ALRIGHT” and I finally had to listen. I took the time I needed to recover, but at that point months had gone by and I was at a loss of what to do with myself.
Then I stumbled upon a blog. A blog that by all rights was very simple and I can’t even remember how I found it. But that blog inspired me to put the characters in my head on to the page. If I had never found that blog and read about how to self publish I would not be here today, telling you about my journey.
It is because of that blog that I have decided to write my own blog. To let readers of my books, along with the rest of the world, read not only about my fictitious characters, but about the real me as well. A lot of what I post will be about my writing and the mishaps I had as a first time indie author, but there is also going to be quite a bit about my family, my struggles, and oh yeah… my many faults.