I wrote my first novel at the age of six. It was titled "The Mouse," and was 2 pages long--including illustrations! My mother saved that first edition and every now and then I take it out and smile over it.When my beloved husband of many years suddenly died, I'd come home after a long day of work and write. Writing allowed me to pour out all my sadness. Then, the more I wrote, the more I realized I would go on. I would be happy, I had a lot of living to do, and love stories to tell.I'm published now in Romance novels and an anthology of short stories. But my first two manuscripts still reside on a CD somewhere in my house.

I can't bear to erase them because they're mine, they're loved, and like a crazy relative one hides in the attic, they reside in a quiet, safe place.