Happy New Year! Welcome to a new year of the 52-Week Blog Challenge.
Ever since I wrote my first story and “published it” using construction paper and cardboard, I’ve had the dream to one day become a professional writer. Check out this post about my favorite story.
I wrote for fun as a young girl in elementary school writing stories, superhero plays, Easter plays and Christmas plays that family and friends starred in. The superhero plays usually involved X-men.
As I got older, I wrote poems and songs about nature, family and boy bands I loved. I look back fondly about my fictional adventures and smile at my naiveté. Because, life got in the way and demanded my attention so I had to put writing aside for a while.
Now I’m pursuing a career as an author of romance and science fiction in this next phase of my working life. Have I let anyone other than close family read my work? Only one person. Am I published yet? No, but I hope to change that this year. Will I write for profit or enjoyment? It will be a little bit of both and so I feel I’m up for the challenge.
Please let me know what your thoughts are in the comments below and check out other authors participating in this blog hop.
My fantasy vacation would be to spend a month in New Orleans’ French Quarter to write. I’d love to rent an apartment overlooking the Quarter and watch people go about their day to day activities. Whenever I visit, I marvel at the French and Spanish architecture and daydream about moving into whatever gorgeous building with lovely hanging ferns, flowers, a bistro table set on the balcony and a ‘for rent’ sign on the downstairs door.
mysterious southern lady of leisure dressed in a magnificent hoop-skirted gown carrying a ruffled parasol standing on an upper deck soaking up the atmosphere and flirting with a dangerous riverboat gambler. He would kiss my wrist and invite me to watch him play cards as his lucky charm. Sigh. I could write about that.
Seated at Cafe du Monde drinking coffee and eating beignets while listening to the local band play. I can imagine all kind of scenarios to brainstorm about involving tale of espionage, secret lovers meeting in the open to throw off suspicion, or sightseeing tourists.
Alicia Coleman 