Once upon a time…
Back in the 60’s, when I was oh so innocent and naïve, I would sit up on the kitchen counter and listen as wind would blow through the open window and through the heather plant that sat on the sill. Enthralled with the sound(s) it made I insisted to my mother that Heather was telling me stories, and I would sit on the counter and tell her everything that I was told. It’s a fond memory.
As a pre-teen, I lived for the written word and spent many a day at my local library. It was my home away from home. Around this time I was reading all genres and someone told me about Orson Scott Card and his story, The Songmaster. And, I fell in love with it. It is still one of my favorite stories.
“There’s something in the way he weaved those worlds. How he brought the characters to life. I could hear Annset sing in my mind. I could see the Songhouse. When I first read it, my 12 year-old mind was enthralled. I wanted to do that…write. I wanted to create these worlds and tell everyone about them. And, I did for many years through poems and short stories, stopping only to raise my girls. Now I’m back, creating worlds and characters of my own, and having a blast while doing it.”
And, that is exactly what I’m doing – having fun. Enjoy the site and stories, my friends.
Peace, Love, and Music.