I began writing at a fairly young age. Television bored me so I figured I would write my own stories that would someday replace the horrible shows of no substance. The discovery of writing and the reading of classic fairy tales and novels became my amusement.
Not until later years, I returned to writing again. Alas, this was all to one person’s devising: my father. He stumbled upon my childhood scribblings in an old wardrobe off the sitting room. My parents spent an entire evening rereading my tales of peril, humor and lesson-learned fables.
He found them so amusing, lively and learnt, that he asked me to revise them and publish them as a young adult book series. I had no desire to carry it out until I beheld the guarded faith and sincerity in my father’s eyes. It was the best decision I ever made in my life.
Writing has become my unknown energy, my escape, my voice, my vitality…
I hope through my words, letters, and day-dream entries, I will not disappoint but instead lure you into the deep desire to write, read and love the rhythm and poetic justice of well-written books!