“Aspiring Historical Romance Writer”

hand writing a letter with a goose feather

“Aspiring Historical Romance Writer” Yikes, is that really me? Where in the world did that come from?  If you asked me years ago what I saw in my future I would never have said, “I see myself as a writer.”. Writing is hard. It takes a lot of thought. It’s time consuming. And, I love it!

My journey began quite differently than many other writers. I didn’t grow up writing. I didn’t spend day after day locked in a room pressing pen to paper.

For as long as I can remember, when my head hit the pillow, I dreamed.

I dreamed about people I didn’t know and the lives they might have led. Scenes evolved and aligned themselves in perfect order. Beginnings and endings became clear. Stories emerged.  Soon I had a handful of stories taking up space in an already crowded head. There was nothing else to do but write them down, if just to make room for more adventures, pushing their way in, vying for a spot.

I’ve found that it’s much easier to dream than to write. In order to share my stories with those who might enjoy them, I studied the craft of writing and joined my words together until I finished my first manuscript. I cannot begin to convey my elation when ‘Dagger’s Destiny’ was finally complete. Nor, can I explain the happiness I feel when I share my manuscript with readers who tell me what a wonderful journey I took them on.

As I continue on my quest to share my stories with readers who may find pleasure in them, I have decided to embark on the course of self-publishing, in the hope that I may touch, in some small way, the lives of those around me.

Thank you for your interest,

Karen