Sometimes I like to pretend I’m a writer.

I’ve always wanted to write novels. From the moment I could form sentences on a page I wanted to be an author. I had a love of poetry in high school but really doesn’t every teenage girl? And into my adulthood I kind of lost my way. I became a mother and a wife very young and those things took over my life. In the last few years I have been working on a novel, one that I poured my heart and soul into but I have not had the time nor the energy to finish. While trying to give them the ending they deserve I found Charlie dying to get words out. So here I am with one mostly finished novel and one in its infancy.

I struggle with telling and not showing. I know what I want to say but I have a hard time conveying that in my works. My first novel Into the Depths is told in the first person and this morning as I sit here I contemplate rewriting it completely. Rewriting all 45K words from first person to third as a cure for my “telling”.

Last night I decided to upload portions of Into the Depths as well as Finding Charlie onto Wattpad. I am hoping that having them out there will give me the inspiration I need to keep going. If you decide to read them great, if not that’s okay too. I hope to finish them for me, not for you. If you do read them please keep in mind that Into the Depth’s may change at some point. That both novels are raw and unedited.

I give to you my heart.




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