At the End of the Day

Welcome to my new blog and very first post! Hang in there with me, I’m new at this. (Bet you didn’t figure that one out.) It’s amazing how a woman who loves to write books is so bamboozled about writing one tiny, little, itty-bitty blog post. I think the whole idea has me scared stupid. There you have it—my reason for making a mess out of this.

Since this is a new adventure, I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself and explain how I came up with the name for my blog. I live in Marietta, Georgia, and I love writing romantic suspense. I grew up in St. Louis, Missouri, land of Cardinals baseball, the Arch, and Ted Drew’s Custard. I met my soul mate at Hazelwood High when I was fifteen and we attended school together.

We’ve been married—well let’s just say many, many years and leave it at that. So I actually do know a few things about romance, might even be considered an expert by some. I suppose my love/fear of suspense came as a result of raising three daughters. Three very strong-willed daughters, but that’s another blog.

I have been writing for about ten years now. I’ve been tossing around ideas for a blog name for a few months. I finally had a 'light bulb' moment late last night when someone asked me why I started writing. I thought about the question all of ten seconds. I’m an insomniac. It’s a very lonely world at four a.m. when everyone else in your family—dogs included—is asleep. I started writing to have something to do during the hours when I should’ve been dreaming. A person can only watch so much television. In addition, after a million or more games of computer Solitaire, the brain officially begins to rot. I’m pretty sure I read that in a science periodical somewhere. I needed a new and improved way to pass the time. I decided to write a book.

And so it began…

For the first time in years I was happy to send Hubby and the kids off to bed. I looked forward to writing. The wee hours aren’t so lonely when you have your favorite characters to keep you company. When the house is quiet except for the purr of a few appliance motors unwilling to go silent, I grab my cup of tea, and head to the computer to visit with a few of my fictional friends. Every night I lead them through the muddled mess of their tortured lives as they battle the bad guys, and struggle against the odds. Fortunately, in Happily-Ever-After-Land, I get to witness the good characters persevere, and ultimately win their battles. They find the comfort, joys and love only I can give them…

At End Of The Day