Book on shadowy moss

Let’s start way back.

I was one those kids who sprawled out on the floor with a pencil and notebook, recording observations, experiences, and story ideas.

Family says I started reading before I could speak well. My first memories of writing stories outside of school was when I was five or six years old, when teachers were likely encouraging story lines in class. Even when no one wanted to know my thoughts, I wrote.

I was also an anxious kid with huge self esteem issues masked by skills learned through performance arts. I live with chronic health disorders, at times struggle with an auditory processing disorder, and was taught to hide anything abnormal, so I’ve had to perform daily since I was old enough to understand the concept of  a performance.

Fortunately, I love art. When possible, I’ll sing, dance, act, take photographs and video, play around with graphic design, draw, paint, color, and study how to do all of this.

Most of all, I love writing. It’s the best way to communicate, a method to share ideas and emotions without relying on hearing or sound. For me, fiction is the easiest way to convey my experiences and reactions to what I read.

Share with me in this appreciation of stories.

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