One of my favorite things in the world to do is read. In my lifetime, I cannot imagine all the books I've read. Sometimes it's one a month and sometimes it's one a day. If I had to guess, I'd say it's somewhere in the 10,000 range. (Which doesn't seem like a lot, but when you factor in that I've been reading for about 28 years which equals 10,220 days, that's a lot of books.)
I have always had a dream of some day writing a novel. Then I could decide how it went, who lived and died, who fell in love with who, etc. When I was younger, I must have started about 50 of them, never getting past the first chapter. Always having these stories in my head. Never believing for one second that I could actually do it. Well, now I am.
I decided to jump off the deep end and go after my dream. In the end it may never be published and only a handful of people may read it, but I'll have done it for me. I decided to blog about my adventure here. Thanks for stopping by. I hope you come along with me as I am, just following a dream.