As far as I can remember, I liked telling stories. The teenage girl I used to be wrote romances that had no effect on others; or rather, made them tell me to quit writing. I did and ultimately life grabbed me and threw me on croocked paths. Writing is like a virus, and I was never cured. I shily started again, now and then, in verses and prose... I published my first collection of poems in 2005 to put my grandfather at ease as I had moved from France to Sweden. He never read the book, but when he had it in his hands, he was proud and happy.
I have been writing online, in a little disorganized way, and I am now starting to change this to feel more at peace. I have now a unique blog where I share a big part of my creations and thoughts; and I have been writing for the online community Hubpages since June 2011. I have met there so many wonderful people and artists who have cheered me on, and showed me what writing meant to me.
Since then, I have begun projects that fill different needs I have as a writer. Some my not see the publishing presses, but they might not be meant for them; while others are starting to unfold nicely here and there.