Ever since I was little I've read books. It was my favorite thing to do. I'd grab a book and hide away in my room or stay up late with a flashlight just to read. I also enjoyed writing stories and came up with some interesting and odd things when I was younger. I just never got to put my whole effort into it.
I wrote a book when I was 17 but when I tried to send it to publishers(a few years later at the urging of my husband and others), they didn't respond. I was heartbroken and didn't really write much for a while.
Now, I want to write all the time. I get ideas for stories all the time and sometimes forget them as I don't think to write them down.
After many crazy twists and turns in life...I can say I'm mostly happy. I have a loving husband and we live a simple life. I couldn't ask for much more.