“Once upon a time…”
That’s how I’m sure I started the story I told my younger brothers when I was seven. Luckily, my opening lines have since improved, but for a seven-year-old, everything starts with the tried and true “once upon a time” bit. That first story that I told my brothers under a blanket fort sparked a desire to live in different worlds and chase after fictitious characters.
Now, instead of imagining dragons and fairies, I obsess over random facts I’ve uncovered in research for my writing projects like beekeeping or whether or not camels discredit the Bible (spoiler: they don’t). And I try to convince myself that my super-fabulous-amazing-two-am book idea can wait until my current project is done.
I hope you stick around because it gets pretty crazy in here.
Well, okay, not really. I send out one email a month with updates and I ramble on Instagram about my tea preferences. But hey, seven-year-old me would be thrilled.
A Few of My Favorite Books:
Suffering is Never for Nothing by Elisabeth Elliot.
Counted with the Stars trilogy by Connilyn Cossette.
The Secrets of Paper and Ink by Lindsay Harrell.
My Not So Perfect Life by Sophie Kinsella.
The Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling.
The 7 1/2 Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle by Stuart Turton.