I started writing fiction when I was twelve years old for fun. During my fifty-five-year career as a Department of Defense contractor procurement professional, I served as an air force public affai...view moreI started writing fiction when I was twelve years old for fun. During my fifty-five-year career as a Department of Defense contractor procurement professional, I served as an air force public affairs officer. In that role, I wrote for newspapers, newsletters, and magazines.
Two years ago, as my grandson (twelve) and I sat in my garden swing, he said “Nana, look at all the animals, insects, and stuff. We could write a story.” That is what we did, and he drew hundreds of pictures to express his view of the characters. He is a type 1 diabetic and very brave. He is also very smart.
To reinforce my lack of talent, I took a course from the Institute of Children’s Literature. Sitting on my desk is the diploma. I had hoped this education would help me write the story in an interesting and compelling manner.
I was told several years ago by my then boss’s wife that I am a late bloomer. I had just graduated from the University of Phoenix with a BS/BM at the age of sixty-four. I had been in management many years, but needed the satisfaction of being truly qualified.
I live in Casselberry, Florida, on a lake. My garden, which is under a giant oak tree, and an “ear” tree has grown to almost one-half acre. My friends and I spend a lot of time just enjoying the scenery and the magic. Many of my friends have waited patiently for me to finally take a chance on publishing The Fairy’s Garden; one of my friends offered some sketches, which I will include in the material.
I am seventy-one years old and still working. I passed the Florida exam for insurance agent this year and have the pleasure of working for my son-in-law in his retirement planning business. I still run 5K races and organize events for charities, the workplace, and church.view less