Life of an Author
I’ve always been a reader, even when I was a child. Back then, in the dark ages, children actually played outside and got dirty, with scraped knees and elbows. I did my share of that, but I also remember times on summer vacation from school, lying with a book in a hammock that sat under a dogwood tree in my parent’s back yard. One year I befriended a squirrel who dared to come close enough to take a peanut from my hand. I must have been lying pretty quietly, obviously engrossed in my book.
Back then, it was Nancy Drew mysteries, a youngster’s peek into a genre that would carry into adulthood and still consumes my attention today. Today I mainly write murder mysteries. Yes, I’ve written feel good short stories that have been published, but my first inclination is to create that character that is doomed to be a villain, or sometimes, a victim.
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