Fast forward many years. I still loved to read, wrote copious amounts of words in my many journals, but the dream to write faded, much like other dreams one has when they are young. Doesn't make enough money, said my mom.
But then, after marriage and kids and a career in social work and many an evening spent behind the pages of a book, wishing that I was the one who had crafted that story, I took a leap of faith, and wrote a page. And another. And another, until I had myself a book. Then I started to think that maybe, just maybe, I might be able to make a go out of this writing thing, and joined a critique group, and dragged my two very talented nieces along as writerly companions. That was a year ago.
Currently I have been querying my manuscript, FINDING PONY, and at the moment I have a couple agents I am talking to, so hopefully my next post will be about how I got my agent! Oh, and I write Young Adult fiction--mainly contemporary, and leaning towards issue-driven, at least for now. I have fallen in love with the Young Adult genre--the sheer creativity, the support, the plethora of amazing current YA authors out there right now.
Currently I have been querying my manuscript, FINDING PONY, and at the moment I have a couple agents I am talking to, so hopefully my next post will be about how I got my agent! Oh, and I write Young Adult fiction--mainly contemporary, and leaning towards issue-driven, at least for now. I have fallen in love with the Young Adult genre--the sheer creativity, the support, the plethora of amazing current YA authors out there right now.
It's a great time to be a writer. I'm so happy I started with that first page.
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