Beginner - sort of.

March 13th, 2019 - I begin my public footprints in the writing life, sort of.  I've been on Facebook for years, but only have 56 followers there, and I haven't posted a lot there except during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), which is in November every year.  I've done that for 7 of the last 8 years.

I hope, as I walk through this journey of hobby novelist to professional published writer and eventually to successful known author, I will bring you along to enjoy my successes, learn from my failures, and maybe even root me on in my slumps.

So I start by crawling into the blogisphere.

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