In the late 1990s, my cousin Jacquelin Thomas became a published author. I was so inspired by her stories and style of writing that in 1999 I began writing my first manuscript and finished it in 2000.
To a certain extent it was the authors I read and admired. Mann, Updike, Huxley, Faulkner and others. Additionally, there were some things I wanted to share with anyone who wanted to read. Eveyr so often sometime would tell me, "You have to write that down."
I knew I liked writing when I was in the sixth grade. I loved writing stories and I had a teacher (Mrs. Gooch) who encouraged me. My mother also bought me books and took me often to the library--a place that I found magical and magnetic. She often read to me and I could "see"
The first time that words absolutely poured out of me was in my mid-twenties when the government invited the public to write in to a commission on the important issues of the day. Apparently I or the universe had much to say. This was before word processors and in one day I produced 5000 handwritten
I was once arrested by the KGB in the Soviet Union for smuggling banned books to dissidents. As I left the country one said, "We better not see anything about this in print or next time we won't be so humanistic." It gave me the idea to write about it.
I love stories, and I love language. Communication is one of the noblest qualities of humanity. At a young age, I found that I could express myself through writing. At first through poetry and then stories. The part I liked best was knowing I could infuse the writing with my personality. Writers, just like artists,
There was no blinding flash of light, no epiphany moment as such. I have always enjoyed writing, be that school projects, internal memos at work and as Scottish correspondent for a national music magazine, Artrocker. (I stopped that a few years ago.) Probably what gave me confidence to tackle a light-hearted book, was the favorable
My mum. She was always a mad keen reader and had an ambition to write a children's book one day but unfortunately she died young and it never happened. She gave me her love of writing though and I was constructing full-length stories in text books from an early age. As a junior, I was
I was inspired to write when I was in elementary school. My teacher would always select me to be the reader in my class. I loved the creativity of the stories then, and I love being the one to write and create stories now. Second, my two boys were my inspiration. It was when they