Most of my friends are very surprised I'm writing novels. I don't know why. I have always had a pretty vivid imagination. I've written poetry in the past. I think they wonder why I waited until now. After all, I'm in my late 40's. You know, nearing the menopause days, I should just pack up my life and live on past memories.
As I near fifty, I still have a couple of years, I feel as energetic and alive as I did at twenty-five. I still have dozens of things I'd love to see and do. I'm not dead yet!
Writing is just one of those things I've wanted to do. I tried to write a few years ago. It ended up a VERY short story, and in the trash. I tried to write a memoir of adopting our daughter. The outline is complete but I set it aside for awhile.
I can blame Gerard Butler for my desire to finally pick up the computer and type my life away. My dearest friends know about my obsession. I have all of his movies and I have seen most of his interviews. It was bordering on scary until I decided to write about him instead. Well, not about him exactly. About a Scottish actor who can't seem to find the right woman. It flowed brilliantly until I neared the end. Now it's getting difficult. 2500 words to go...and then it ends. Then what?
A book about a Gerard Butler/Craig Ferguson type with Robert Burns (the Scottish Poet) all rolled into one book. I can't wait to start. Then there's book three... expanding on a character in the first book - a magician - a Criss Angel type of guy. I love research!!!!