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I’ve been in this writing game since 2003. I’ve been published since 2009. And all I’ve ever thought of myself of as a writer. A teller of stories, yes. But when profit came into the mix I put on my author merit badge and off I went. At first it came easy. I could sit down and write a book in two weeks. Then bam I was off to the next. That was because I didn’t respect the craft. Not really. I plucked whatever I thought was interesting and crafted it into my own tale. I stumbled into publishing with Aaren and Zoe under the penname T.A. Ford. Then I found my voice under Sienna Mynx. But when did I truly become a curator of imaginative and creative thought? Some say it was with the book Black Butterfly others say it happened when I wrote Before Sunrise.
I would say it was somewhere in between.
I often look back across my books. How varied they were. How much work they still need. And I find myself worrying. How am I to ever become an Author if the writer in me is still learning? And then a mentor, editor, friend … Read the rest
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