“So, who are you and what do you do?”...
How many times I have been asked this question in life. Somehow, judgements, whether they are right or wrong in their presumption, are often made on my answer.
There is nothing I love more than enhancing that natural beauty within and unconsciously search for it in daily life. The way a shadow falls, or the light filtering through boarding on an abandoned building. There is beauty and emotion everywhere, now I love to capture it either by sketching, photographing, or writing about it.
Of course what I hadn’t considered in this quest, was the cost of publishing, so when the publisher gave me the price the completed book would eventually retail at, I nearly wept. I felt that I had created a very beautiful thing, that would never sell. Personally I would love to gift you all a copy, but my husband would kill me. So back to the drawing board.
I have also made the decision to forgo my royalties.
I repeat, it has never been about the money.
I just want to produce a book that I am proud of, that I would enjoy reading myself and as it is dedicated to my dad, I wanted it to be perfect. Poetry is never going to set the world on fire, unlike “Fifty Shades,” but sometimes a poem can really touch a part of your soul as you identify with the writer.
Is remind us of what
We forgot we knew"
Even though I won’t have changed, I am still a full time housewife and mother, I do have to admit to owning a sense of accomplishment.