You see something that you want and feel you need, like beauty, brains, or success, and you just have to pick it off the tree of life?
Unfortunately, life is not like that! It appears that some people have the Midas touch, and everything they touch turns to gold. Others struggle their whole lives, and that brass ring eludes them, staying just out of their reach.
It is amusing to see the thousands of books sold that guarantee your success if you only cough up the cash! You do realize that the real winners are the authors of these books? That is not to say you cannot become successful by reading those books, and if you add the hard work, there is a very good chance you will become successful.
The operative words are “hard work.” That is the sticker point that most of the millions that purchase these books miss or overlook. They are just dreamers and will always be dreamers. The doers will grab the bull by the horns and hop on board and ride it until they earn the success they deserve.
Biography
Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die.
I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect?
Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing.
My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda.
Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated.
I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.”
I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class.
After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome.
I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.
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