As a child of parents who had to survive through the depression, I wasn't raised to believe that the world was my oyster, especially since I grew up in an extremely rural part of Northern New York State. Dreams were considered a waste of time, especially when those dreams were influenced by my desire to be creative-not with yarn or any other building materials, but with my very being. I first imagined myself on stage singing songs that made people move, but once I discovered I could not carry a note, I decided I was better fit to express the angst of the downtrodden on that stage as an actress. However, since I lived nowhere near any school to learn the craft, I began to believe my parents were right and that dreams were for the foolish. Yet, my spirit would not rest with that belief and I began to spend long hours in my bedroom creating worlds through my writing.
Throughout junior high and high school, I wrote without considering that I would one day be published. For me, authors were people who were worldly, savvy and educated, none of which I considered myself to be. My parents had sent my older brother and sister to college, but by the time it came to me, the discussion never came up. I tried to find a job, but that meant having to travel forty miles one way in my search. Without a car or encouragement, I began to flounder. And then I met a young man from Long Island who was on vacation in the area. Without any direction in my life, it was easy to fall in love, marry and move to a place better suited to my personality.
Three children later, I still found my way to my typewriter, then word processor and finally computer. During the years while raising my son and two daughters, I went to college, as well as read anything I could get my hands on. Then, my poetry and short stories grew into a full-length novel. That's when I began to think that maybe, just maybe, I was worthy enough to dream. Now, all these years later, my novel, Without Grace, went on to win several awards, including the prestigious ForeWord Magazine award for fiction. My next book, The Author's Guide to Planning Book Events, won two years later in the category of writing. And that is just the beginning.
So, in spite of discouragement and circumstances, the aspirations of that little girl secluded on a farm so far away were realized, but there is so much more to come. And it's not just a dream.