Brief Author Bio:

I'm doing this again because I didn't like my first bio. I am a Christian, a wife, and a mother of six. When I was fifteen I wrote a story and showed it to my mom. She read my masterpiece and her face got sort of quiet, but there was what can only be described as a 'careful' expression on her face. That look destroyed my confidence. She obviously wasn't impressed, but she loved me and so she wouldn't say anything. The adolescent aura was so strong in me back then that even now, I'm convinced, but I'm willing to concede that perhaps a person isn't the best judge of their own writing abilities at fifteen. When I was forty, I finally allowed myself to finish something. My writing group leader makes us repeat after her that we are writers. But it's okay. I knew that I was a writer the moment I typed 'the end' figuratively at the end of my first story. Since then, I've completed 14 others. Good or bad, they're mine, and I'm proud of that. I'm so glad that being a writer isn't defined on whether or not you've ever had something published. A tree falls in the forest and still makes sound. My story makes me a writer whether or not many people read it. But... if any one here wants to read my entry for this NaNoWriMo...