Why I Love To Read And Write

I've enjoyed reading and writing since...well, forever. 

Reading is a very inexpensive way to take a nice vacation, meet new people, and make new friends. It drives me mad, though, when I can't find a book without spelling and/or grammar errors. I've even got so upset I've circled the errors, thinking perhaps I'd send a note to the author so he/she could make corrections for the next edition. I never got around to it, and maybe they don't care.

Writing can save one lots of money otherwise spent on therapists, getting all that stuff out on paper. Sometimes it just looks so different once the ink hits the page. I've found writing to be very therapeutic. Any anyone who knows me knows that I could use some therapy. But that's not a story for today. I don't have time. It's already past midnight. :)

I've been doing some studying online, I'm too old to go out and get a real job. They told me in the beginning to do what I'm good at, but I didn't believe them. There must be an easier way to make money than by talking about all the tornadoes in my life, or writing about them. But in the end, I decided that's just what I'd do. So I'm working on a site about dealing with life's curveballs, the ones I have experience with. Those would be grief, having lost two husbands and my mother, bipolar, one husband was bipolar, and paralysis, my son had an accident and is paralyzed. There, I went and told you. I didn't mean to but it just came out. But there's no details today. They'll have to wait.

What I was going to say is that I took a detour on the way to the curveballs site and decided to tell about a very happy time in my life. I'm telling it in a round about way. This is how it came about. 

My second husband passed away almost two years ago. The grief thing can be pretty tough and I was taking it in small doses. I was sitting musing one day about my life. My first husband, I'd always said, was the love of my life. If he wouldn't have been fooling around in unfamiliar water and drowned, there wouldn't have been any second husband. So that's fair enough. That doesn't mean I didn't love my second husband. I did. But I'm all about the truth, too.

So this day I was daydreaming and wondered what my life would have been like if I'd met George Woodworth at this point in my life. What if I'd been married twice and both husbands died, and then he came along. I didn't like the thought that he would have been married to someone else during those years, but you can't have your cake and eat it, too, so they say. So I got busy with this dream, and the story wasn't long taking shape.

So that's my book that's coming out on Kindle soon. It's called An Unexpected Love.

So I've started filling out my profile on Linkedin and working on a Facebook page for my book. Through Linkedin, I found some other writers and I joined a group of them. It's an interesting place to hang out. I didn't have time to check them all out but you might like  The Ink Spot. Debbie Alferio is an award-winning author and I like the way she tells stuff. Like how writers have to be careful that the characters don't change names or eye colors in the story.

And then there's Mary Seyegh at Author's Muse
She has also created a group on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/groups/222044301268498/
Quite a few authors have joined the group. There's lots of information there if you're interested in writing and
publishing.

That's it for tonight.
'Til Later
Rhonda