I’d love to thank my readers for spending their valuable time reading my books. My writing is based on my own experiences and point of view. I write for others who can relate to, or identify with my stories, in the hopes that they may be able to take a message or lesson from my writing.

I always try to empathize with people. Everyone is entitled to his or her thoughts and opinions. I don’t argue with people. If I’m confronted about a certain issue, I hear the person out and try to convey my point of view in an amicable manner, standing firm in my beliefs. I will try to express my logic for my thoughts and if I find I’m at a dead end, I quietly find a polite way to walk away.

The best criticism came from my brother, when he told me that I held back a bit from going into more detail about my mother. I couldn’t bring myself to do so while she was still living, but I understood what he was conveying. I thankfully haven’t received any real criticism other than two bad reviews on Amazon. It is inspiring to know that I’ve connected with readers with the subjects I write about.

A writer’s life is complex. Much of the time, we live in our heads. I don’t feel that many of the people in my life really understand the life of a writer; all the time and seclusion involved. With saying this, I do have two of my closest friends that cheer me on and don’t give me a hard time for the lack of my presence in their lives. My husband is wonderful. He lets me be and doesn’t approach me when he sees me at the keyboard or with pen and paper at hand. He doesn’t quite understand all that I do, but he supports me, applauds me and loves me, so I am truly blessed. Others in my life have no conception what is involved to be a full-time writer and can’t get past regarding it as a past time or a hobby.