My journey writing Ruth: A Collection of Stories of Sorrow,Grief, and Regret began a little over two years ago. I wrote the story With Love, Always when I first decided to really dig into writing. This was actually one of the first short stories I had ever written. This story really made me fall in love with writing. I actually remember crying when writing certain parts of the story. As much emotion as I could muster was poured into Darla’s character and her story.
Over a year later I decided to throw myself back into writing. I wrote Unrecognizable and Ruth fairly close together. Both of which I also poured as much emotion into as I could. I got lost in my imagination bringing life to Bridget and Ruth’s characters and their stories.
This book is the definition of a debute book. It’s not perfect, I know that. My hope is that it’s just the beginning of something great. It’s the beginning of my love for writing and creating stories. I hope to only travel up from here.
Writing really is something special. For as long as I can remember it’s been my strongest form of self expression. I truly love it with a passion and I can’t wait to see where this journey as a published author takes me.
Once upon a time, things were simpler. Life was less scary. Dreams at night were scarier than reality.
As a child, many night I would lay awake at night dreading the day I grew up. I dreaded the unknown and the fear of facing it alone. I was petrified of what life would be like out from under the protection of my parents. I dreaded the day that my imagination wouldn’t be my greatest tool in my tool chest. I dreaded the day when I would be forced to interact with strangers who might not have the best intentions for me. I was afraid of not having someone to hold my hand through the unknown and guide my way. I was mainly afraid of having to make decisions on my own and having to face the consequences of those decisions
To this day, I often get sad about growing up. Every time I get nostalgia it leaves a bitter sweet taste. I miss those days of looking at the world through the eyes of a child. I miss when my biggest worry was if I missed my favorite show on TV. Of course as a kiddo with anxiety, I always had greater worries than that, but still. I miss that.
The worst part of growing up is the fact that kids don’t know how to just enjoy being kids. They worry, often just as much as adults. They worry about the unknown.
If, for only a day, I could go back here’s what I would do. I would hug my parents longer. I’d spend so much more time lost in my own imagination. I would spend less time worrying about growing up and I would enjoy being young.
My wish is this; that kids could just be kids. That’s all.
Hey, friends! Here is a sneak peak from my book, Ruth: A Collection of Stories of Sorrow, Grief, and Regret. It is currently available on Amazon! I’m impatiently waiting on paperback copies to be in stock, but the ebook is available and is free with kindle unlimited!
All reads, shares, and reviews are very appreciated!
Hi to all of my writing friends! Life has knocked me around by a thousand different waves within the past months and I have been neglecting my passion, per usual. I miss writing, and I miss my writers community, avid readers, and WordPress friends so much!
Good news, though! I have officially begun editing my collection of short stories that I have been sitting on for a year now! My niche that I have fallen into is tragedy. I find myself fascinated by the darker parts of life and how even in those darkest places we can find beauty.
My collection of short stories consists of 3 stories and two poems. All of which have female main characters and are, of course, tragedies.
I poured so much of my own emotion into writing them and I can’t wait to finally share them with the world. I especially can’t wait to share them with you!
With that said, be on the lookout for updates from me. Within the coming weeks I hope to have my first ever published book, fingers crossed!