Life observations and the occasional pearl of wisdom.
I observe. A lot.
My older sister, Jackie, tells me I think too much, have too many ideas, and would I stop talking already. Seems I make her head spin. Since she’s my best friend, she says it with humor.
Most of the time.
Our two younger siblings think it’s best to stay quiet on the subject—of me. Except I’ve noticed the older we get the more they feel free to spout off. What’s up with that?
My brain moves quickly. What can I say? Our mother said that I started asking why at age three and never stopped. I accept that truism.
I have ideas to improve what is and why something else isn’t the way that I believe it should be. Jackie says that only I think every idea is an improvement. Sigh. My husband is entertained more than he’s irritated and unlike Jackie, hasn’t yet told me to stop speaking. Maybe if he knows me for sixty-four years like my sister, he’ll feel differently. When we’re on a road trip (500 miles or 5) I make non-stop observations and suddenly Sirius radio is super captivating.
Which Brings Me Back to My First Statement
I observe all the time and ask questions about what I observe. It’s not being judgmental that makes me ask. I desire to know, to understand what I’m seeing. Don’t take offense if something I jabber about strikes you wrong. I’m never intentionally mean, but I do make mistakes. Educate me. Please.
About Me as an Author
I’m an avid mystery reader, but I write Women’s Fiction novels. The first is to distract myself from those thousand whirling thoughts. The second is to get some of my observations out in a cohesive fashion. In the works for querying this year are: Silent Woman, Family Shadows, and Circles of Women. If you think an author writes a “debut novel” overnight and lands an immediate contract, that’s not how it works. First you write the story, edit and share it with your writing critique partners. That leads to more editing. Next, you hire and editor to polish it. Guess what comes next? Yes, more editing. The worst part is constructing the dreaded query letter. Sell yourself and sell your novel in a boiled down one paragraph.
To quote Sean Connery in The Rock, “But in retrospect I would rather have been a poet. Or a farmer.” That brings me back to writing.
Please read on, comment, and share. Writer’s can’t survive in a vacuum.
RoseMary Griffith, Author, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA
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