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Location: Indianapolis, United States

Member Since: August 2011

Last online: March 2017

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So I guess I should actually get the ball rolling here, seeing as how I've had this account since August and have yet to type much more than a sentence in the "My News" section of my profile. So, here goes something!

My mom has told me - on more than one occasion - that I have been writing since about two. Of course, she counts the "cute, little cards and notes" that she claims I used to leave around for her and my father to find. I vaguely remember doing this, but I don't recall being two. Mother's memories are always a little suspect anyway. Either way, I remember being about 10 or 11 when I began writing for leisure. It was the fastest and most efficient means of escaping into my imagination - or my subconscious, whichever. I was a tomboy, so I played a lot of sports and was usually the only girl in a group of boys, brothers included. But I was always easily bored (still am) so I would resort write and create worlds and alternate realities that were exciting and fun or scary and dark or whatever I craved at any given moment. And I have been creating these worlds ever since. 

I've written poetry, music, novellas, full-length novels; you name it, I've got a flash drive or an old floppy disk or a closet stacked up to the rack with boxes of notebooks. Some of my stuff, I've literally had for YEARS. Now that I think about it, I'm almost afraid to crack some of my old notebooks open to read what I've written. LOL I look at some of the things I've written since thumb drives have become popular and that stuff cracks me up like crazy. Or scares me, because of the state of mind that I know I was in when I wrote that stuff. It's crazy and awesome and I still can't believe that they are MY ideas.

Which is why I'm often dragging my feet. I keep asking myself if it is truly possible to be so passionate about something that you utimately...fear? Maybe fear is the wrong word. I think the more appropriate way to describe my feeling about actually pursuing my craft is apprehension. And the sad part is this: I KNOW I'm good. But I worry about whether or not other readers (outside of my family and friends and boyfriend and all those people who are SUPPOSED to say I'm awesome) will think so. 

Well, I've come to Booksie to share my talent and get some good feedback. And then, we'll take it from there.  Feel free to reach out and write me, if you'd like. Happy Reading/Writing/Publishing! wink


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