I was very lucky that my insurance awarded me 6 weeks of in-home rehabilitation three times a week.
I looked forward to those kind but insistent workouts. They praised me every time I exceeded my goal. I wanted to get back to my former self, so I worked hard to do everything they suggested. I did all of the exercises on the days they were not here. I also started working out on the rowing machine and now do 20 minutes, not every day, but several times a week. Additionally, I continued the chair exercises.
I have to admit that I was horrified to realize I had forgotten how to write! I am a writer, and my goal for those first weeks was to be able to sign my name. The second thing that horrified me was that my left hand couldn’t remember how to type. With a ton of practice and my handy-dandy typing book and with a lot of help from Grammarly, I can type well enough that I am finishing Book 9 of a series called “Volcano”. I love telling stories in books. I may never be a NYTimes bestseller, but I have stories in my head that are beating me up, wanting to get out.
Watch for my sale of my books on Smashwords at 50% off on most of my ebooks!
In addition to writing, I continue to sew for friends. I have tackled challenging sewing jobs in the past, but now I am a little more selective, as I want to ensure my customers’ satisfaction. Many are now friends, and sometimes we have tea.
I self-publish with Draft2Digital, and my books are distributed to the following: Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Everand, Smashwords, Tolino OverDrive, bibliotheca, Baker & Taylor, BorrowBox, Hoopla, Vivlio, Palace Marketplace, Odilo, Gardners, Amazon
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Published by Time Traveler of Life
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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