I spend much of my days sitting in front of a computer immersed in other worlds with people so real to me that I keep thinking someday they might give me a call and come over for coffee. I know it sounds a bit strange but all of us writers have our quirks.
I grew up in the city but have spent more years in the country and now consider myself a full-fledged 'country girl'.
It's a good life, out here. Other than the swish of the dishwasher (a heavenly sound), the occasional hum of the refrigerator and the click of my keyboard keys, and the sound of my head banging against the desk when words won't obey life here is pretty good. Just the way I like it.
I've spent a lot of my life either reading or writing. Discovering characters that other authors write about and creating my own. I'm thankful that I can do this job. Thankful that I have readers to read the stories I tell.
I hope I can keep doing it until my fingers give out or I run out of stories. But as long as I keep going for walks, keep reading other stories, and keep daydreaming, I don't think that will happen.