I was always a reader, but I didn’t really get a hankering to start writing until I was an adult and the way it happened was truly a bit silly. We’d recently moved back to Tennessee, my youngest was in preschool, and I was in that perpetually tired, loopy mom-of-little-kids stage, which is the only way I can possibly explain my thought process for what comes next. I’d just torn through trilogy, and I was trying to chase that high by picking up other books that the internet told me were similar. I just didn’t connect with any of them. Being frustrated, weirdly spiteful, and extremely naïve, I was like, “I guess I’ll just write my own then.” I think high, ever anticipated. I worked several remote part-time jobs, from financial transcription to writing medical posts for social media, just to bring in some income while I tried to make writing work. A few years ago, I decided to try my hand at freelance pop culture writing, which allowed me to combine writing with my love for movies and TV. That’s by far the side gig I’ve enjoyed the most, and although I took some time off after my book sold and I was going through edits, I’ve picked some of it back up again lately because I missed it. I can’t really say the same for financial transcription.
