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Previously I have kept my author's bio short and vague as I could not compare with what I saw on other author's pages. I do not have a list of other publications or schools I have attended. Every time I read my bio however it looks hollow; so I'm going to try a bit of honesty so my reader's will know me and what drives my books.
When my grade school teacher would ask what I wanted to be when I grew up I would listen to the other children say astronaut or doctor depending on the week they were asked; my response was always the same though...author. That dream however has been put on hold for a very long time due to some remarkably bad choices I have made.
I dropped out of school at fifteen and left home the same year. It wasn't abuse or a bad home life that prompted it. My mother always worked herself to the bone to provide for me. It was simply rebellion. Over the course of the next few years I lived by my wits and determination. I have a few regrets from this era of my life but nothing that will keep me awake at night with guilt.
When I reached that point in life where you find a crossroad and most people choose the path marked either Career or Higher Education. I chose the path marked Fun. It's a crime many are guilty of and most end up regretting; but offers so much in the way of life experience. I do not have a degree of any sort because of my path, but I do know what life looks like from all angles. I have lived as the spoiled rich girl (briefly), as the underworld element, and as the roving gypsy. My time has been spent in the company of a great many interesting people from the lowest to the most inspiring; and from each of them I have tried to collect small pieces of wisdom.
While I have been given more advice and suggestions that I can possibly account for; the one singular bit of wisdom that struck me with the most impact came from a man I met in the hospital. I had just had my son and was sitting in the courtyard smoking the first cigarette I'd had in months when he came out in his wheelchair. He was on an oxygen machine and so I stood to move away so my smoke didn't affect him. He motioned for me to wait and asked me what I was in the hospital for. When I told him the reason he shook his head at me and smiled. 'It takes more courage to be a mother than anything else. Are you sure you are ready for it? You have to realize you are not just raising your child. You are raising the next three generations. How you treat your child is how he will treat his own and so on.' He spoke the words quietly and in a quavering voice but they ring loudly through my mind every time I look at my children.
Lately I have been hearing them echo again as I look at my life and realize this is not what I told that teacher I wanted to be. I started writing to give vent to my imagination; but it's turned into more than that. Now it has become a reflection of the old man's words. I'm no long simply writing; I'm showing my children that it's never too late to chase a dream. I truly hope that the old man was correct and my children as well as my grandchildren will look at The Elder Blood Chronicles and find the determination to pursue their own dreams.
For more information on the world of Sanctuary or The Elder Blood Chronicles please visit my website at www.melissamyersbooks.com