How did you start out your writing career?
After being a closet writer for years, I decided to post a few chapters of one of my novels on a blog. I received so much positive feedback; I decided to publish that book. That was Bluesday, my first published novel. The rest, as they say, is history.
What did you learn while writing this book?
When I began writing Little Sister, I tried to adopt a new writing style. It didn’t work, and it was very frustrating for me. I soon realized that my own style of writing is what’s best for me.
What did you hope to accomplish with this book?
As with all of my books, I want to bring my readers real women with real problems involved in real-life situations.
What came first with this story, the characters or the plot? Why?
Actually, the characters. Cleo Williams, the main character in the book, was a secondary character in another of my novels, Been So Long. When I finished writing Been So Long, I knew that Cleo’s story also needed to be told. It didn’t hurt that my readers asked for a book about her, as well.
What has surprised you most about becoming a published author?
The response from readers! I get so many messages and emails from people who have really fallen in love with my stories and my characters. The stories are so real to them. That is a great compliment for a writer.
What aspect of writing do you love the best, and which do you hate the most?
I absolutely love creating stories as a whole. I love the idea of starting with a blank page and then creating new people and new lives.
There is honestly nothing I hate about it. Without writing, I would truly be lost.
How do you conquer writers block?
Okay, people hate it when I say this, but I have never experienced writer’s block because I don’t write unless I have something to write about and with me, I always have something to write about.
What books are on your to read list?
Dream Girl Awakened by Stacy Campbell, Nina’s Got a Secret by Brian W. Smith, Lisa’s Dress by Kimberly T. Matthews, and Once an Outlaw by Sandra Hall
Has having a writing career always been your dream?
No, but I once dreamed of being an actress. In a way, I guess a writer is an actor who plays many characters. So maybe, my dream actually did come true, lol
Can you give us one do and one don’t for those aspiring to be a writer?
Do write what’s in your heart without concern for current trends. Authenticity and heart always sells.
Don’t even think about giving up!
What is your writing process? How do you feed your writing muse?
I get an idea in my head and when I sit down to write, it usually flows out pretty easily. I don’t do outlines, or anything formal. I just write.
Nature, especially rain, and music are my muses. As long as there is a window around or I’m able to go outside, I’m good, If it rains, I’m awesome. Let me hear a good song and I’m unstoppable! lol
Within the next five years what stage do you expect to be in your career?
My prayer is that I’ll have many more readers, many more books in print, and a couple of books adapted for the big screen, or the small screen, any screen will do, lol.
When you're not writing, what do you like to do in your spare time?
I’m an amateur iPhone photographer. I love to take pictures of sunrises and sunsets. But most of all, I love listening to music.
What do you do to interact with your readers?
I hang out on Facebook and Twitter a lot. I send out a monthly newsletter, and I also correspond with a lot of readers via email.
Can you give us a sneak peek of your next book?
Sure. Here’s an excerpt from Little Sister:
In mere seconds, the security I’d always felt in my home vanished. I’m not sure how long I sat there staring at the phone, deep in thought. My mind had traveled to a different place and time—a place and time I never wanted to revisit. Memories, horrible memories, crowded my mind, leaving room for little else. When I finally shifted my gaze from the phone, I looked down at my hands which rested on the desk in front of me. They were so tightly clenched that my nails were digging into the flesh of my palms. When I opened them, I could see the indentations left behind. I wiped beads of sweat from my brow, and when I stood from my desk, my knees buckled.
What if it was a set-up of some sort? What if he had hired her to call me… whoever she was? What if he’d found me? I walked through my house to the kitchen and peered through the window at my children as they played. My eight-year-old daughter, Serenity, was laughing loudly as she dove into a pile of leaves. Shane, my ten-year-old son, was yelling at her. They were supposed to be raking the leaves, and Shane seemed irritated that she was impeding their progress and jeopardizing the ten dollars their dad had promised to pay each of them.
I watched them and for a moment, things felt normal again. I even allowed a faint smile to creep upon my lips. But it wasn’t long before the troubling thoughts returned and with them, a deep sense of panic. What if he was nearby? Our home was surrounded by woods. What if Frank was hiding in the woods, in the thick trees?
How can readers get in contact with you? (mail, email, website)
I can be contacted via email at: email@example.com