Got my first tattoo in my 40s, and I didn’t get to pick the design :-(
My inspiration for book one started with a small dot. A simple tattoo that sits in the middle of my chest…it has two matching friends; they live under each armpit.
I’ve never been particularly drawn to getting a tattoo, but after having no choice, I decided to get a fourth, one of my choosing. The small colorful Lotus blossom adorns my inner arm, just below my elbow. It’s discrete, but I know it’s there and it faces me when I look at it…because it’s my tattoo, for me to see.
That small dot gave me the idea for my first piece of writing. What if a character who also has this same dot, tried on a beautifully stunning designer top, but that dot was on display? Drawn to the dot, she wouldn’t see how beautiful she looks in it. So her journey would be to see the top, and not the dot.
Should I try? Well if I don’t I’ll never know.
Reading has been my great love since I was a pre-teen. Nancy Drew, Famous Five and Hardy Boys were my first, then along came puberty and Sweet Valley High! After following the series of the twins, I fell head-long for Romance, and haven’t looked back.
Joining the workforce at eighteen, I cultured a dream to be the one creating the world’s inside books. It was in my back pocket like a calling card. When asked, I would pull it out and say “I’d really rather be a novelist”. But behind this saying, I had no belief I would ever do this, and the belief was so far below zero, that it never occurred to me to try.
Now we fast forward thirty years. Yes! Thirty years! (Please, if you want to write – don’t wait this long 🕚❤️📝)
Life threw me like a ninja, on my backside. Flat on my back, I started to re-evaluate. Taking time, I thought about the things I’d like to do, or try, and writing was at the top of the list. Once I opened to the possibility, God, the Universe, the Stars✨, they all aligned and things started to happen.
Now, my journey has begun.