Ever since I can remember I have always read everything I could get my hands on. Shampoo bottles, cleaning product labels, clothing tags, you name it, I have more than likely read it.  Needless to say, I love books, mainly of fiction genre, although I have been known to read anything if the spirit moves me.

Recently, I am at a crossroads in my life and have repeatedly been asked what I want to do, or what it is that I like to do. Jokingly I replied that I should write a book, however, I can’t seem to get this “joke” out of my head. The thought has consumed me. The giant elephant in the room, where my conscience continues to wonder day and night, the voices, the subtle whispers, all I can think is…. WRITE… WRITE….

So begins my plunge into the unknown.