My Pen is my rocket into space and my mind is the galaxy, full of fantastic and amazing wonders. When I write, magical things happen.
I own only what I need - a handful of pens, a pack of pencils, one sharpener and a box of rubbers.
In 2009 I took a bold step into the unknown. I had no idea what would happen, or where it would take me... I stepped into the magical realm of creative writing, and I stood in awe.
Having only ever read (through choice) just three books, Roald Dahl's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, The Glass Elevator and George's Marvellous Medicine, in my early years, I was very much a stranger to books. In my mid 30's I started to read more books. It all began with J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series. I read all seven novels, and I very much enjoyed them. What followed was a love for books and a passion to write.
By my late 30's I was a member of three creative writing groups. I met many fantastic creative people and got a true understanding of how to achieve a piece of mastery.
From my bursting mind to the blank canvas that I write upon. Words rushed out like a raging river. A thirst, hunger and passion had exploded within. I was a wild wolf, galloping through the tall swaying letters. A forest full of words. This literary world was my new home. I could finally be free to dance amongst my wondrous dreams. Dreams a thirsty audience want to read. A purpose. A meaning. A desire.
I hope all who read my creative works find something that reaches out to them.