Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved visiting alternate realities through my own stories and reading books Instead of buying toys or candy, I saved my allowance to purchase a little diary with a key and matching pen.
I wrote stories about what I saw, conversations I heard and dreams I had – it was magical. But, I didn’t want to share the stories, so I kept them secret, under lock and key, they were mine to love and mine alone… until now.
I always knew that I wanted to give the characters I imagined a voice so they could tell their stories. I found a sense of peace when I would put their words down on paper, I felt that these friends existed and they trusted me to give them life and to allow others so others could know them. I actually got so caught up in their worlds that I felt a profound sense of sadness when I finished writing their stories.
As a child and teenager, I would often prefer to stay in my characters worlds rather than live in my reality. As I got older, I would find myself delaying my “friend’s” fade out so I could keep visiting them during rewrites. “Fade out” is the saddest phrase I know, but if I hadn’t written the story, my characters wouldn’t have gotten the chance to live.
Today, my primary writing choice is screenplays. My dream is to see my scripts played out on the big screen. That being said, I have enjoyed adapting one of my screenplays into a novel, and plan to adapt another.
Soon, I hope you will enjoy my stories as much as I have enjoyed writing them.