I am a 48 yr old two-time college drop-out, looking for inspiration and healing with words. My mind is constantly full of images, descriptions of said images and putting pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard seems to quiet the jumble that gels in my mind.
My Mom died last August and I would like to write a novel in her memory. My Dad, an 86 year old walking legacy also serves as an inspiration for my book. My Mom was an awesome, but unheard writer, my Dad a great storyteller. I am their first born, hoping against hope that I have inherited the best of their Voices.