I started writing in kindergarten. Or was that bit of pencil work just a matter of learning to draw inside the lines? Actually, though I didn’t actually write anything in kindergarten, I was busily making up stories at the time, some of which required the heroine to start having babies when she was two years old.
Not till my mid thirties did I commit any stories to paper, but when I got brave enough to allow them to be read, even my mother told me straight out to stick to music as a career.
I had to write, though, and it had to be fiction. Story is the great communicator, helping us try on life like a coat, to learn what works and what doesn’t. I read voraciously and learned early on what makes a story good. I have tried to build that good-story structure into my own fiction and am still learning from excellent writers.
My current project, An Unpresentable Glory, has been a challenge. None of my three pre-readers really liked it, and I have been busy editing, chopping, and recasting to get the flow right. I’m ready for another read, holding my breath to see if it will fly.
My major writing goal, however, has been to make scriptural principles understandable and relevant for today’s readers through the undeniable power of story. My passion for God will allow nothing less.
I grew up in Branchville NJ—a pleasant, safe town. Well, sort of. I did get slugged by a boy for no reason at all. Got shot at, too, but that’s life in a small town. Branchville, population 1000, hosted a fine horse show, and I loved the five-gaited classes. Five gaiters go beyond the normal walk, trot, canter, with two extras—slow gait (a fast walk) and rack (a fast slow gait). Magnificent animals—speed, strength, power, beauty. Worth writing a book about. Check out Dynamo, a story of redemption, and Stones, a book about King David, both with high ratings from Amazon readers.