Everything about me will eventually be read in one of my novels. I tend to steal my own life and occassionally the lives of those around me so beware.
OK, so you probably want a bit more (or not).
I’ve just turned 37 although apparently I look younger. I’ve decided that this will be a good age. Things are about to change. I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was five and for the last ten years have written novels, completed courses and read almost every book on how to go about it. NOW, it’s time for action. I think I have what it takes and it’s taken a long time for me to be able to say that. I have a novel which I feel is almost edited to a standard where I would be happy to send it out. Prior to this the only thing I’ve ever submitted was a script for Star Trek: Voyager which was of course rejected, and the pressure of putting that in the post box almost caused some sort of palpitation.
As far as other life stuff goes, it doesn’t. My health has been a major hindrance to me and frankly that stops now! I’m in pain a great deal of the time but I can either spend my life in bed or I can live with and carry on regardless. I’m not saying it will be easy, but as the saying goes, nothing worth having ever is.
And then there’s Elvis. Well you knew he had to come into it eventually. He is my co-pilot. You don’t get one without the other. My muse, my inspiration, my saviour and I’m not even being whimsical about this. I have written essays about him and what he means to both me and fans the world over. One day there will be a book. I Love Elvis and not a day goes by without me listening to him sing and smiling like a big idiot. If I can leave you with just a few lines from one of my all time favourite songs of his:
There must be peace and understanding sometime, Strong winds of promise that will blow away all the doubt and fear, If I can dream of a warmer sun, Where hope keeps shining on everyone, Tell me why won’t that sun appear.
From If I Can Dream word by Brown
And I will get into Elvis Heaven