I'm amazed when I stop to consider how far God has brought me over the past two decades. It has taken me a life-time to discover my niche in this world, and I owe all the praise and thanks to the Lord. He has indeed blessed me abundantly above all I could have imagined.
I began writing when I was about 10 years old. My Dad, a career Army NCO, moved us to Heidelberg, Germany, and without English television, I was left to entertain myself! I wrote such epics as "My Adventures on a Desert Island" and "My Adventures with Pirates", none of which will EVER be seen by a living soul! But the stage was set.
In 1983, my husband joined the Air Force as an officer, and I began traipsing the world anew as an adult. At our first base in Alexandria, Louisiana, I was coerced... er... arm-wrestled...um... DRAFTED to write an "Erma Bombeck style column" for the Officer's Wives Magazine. Thus, Debbie's Diary was born, and soon became the most popular article in the monthly publication, avidly read by the officers as well as their wives. Broken appliances, the joys and tears of motherhood, and the frequent moves that are the hallmark of military life became grist for my column.
When orders came for our move to Denver, Colorado, the magnificent scenery provided inspiration for poetry and several short devotional pieces, which quickly found their way into such markets as Pentecostal Evangel, Standard, Take Five, Woman's Touch, HiCall, and the Evangel.
Several more moves, the loss of my father, my father-in-law, and several dear aunts and uncles within less than a decade, took their toll, as did the end of my 22-year marriage. I found myself working outside the home in 1998 for the first time since the early 70's. All else took a back seat while I juggled career and 2 confused teenagers. Then a work-related injury knocked me out of the workplace in 2003.
Unable to sit still and recuperate without going stir crazy, I picked up pen and paper again, my preferred mode for rough drafts. God never closes a door without opening a window. I laid claim to Isaiah 42:3 -- "A bruised reed He will not break and a dimly burning wick He will not extinguish." I have been bruised and my light has been dim, but the Lord will not allow me to be broken beyond all redemption.
In 2004, my life-long friend (and exceptional author!) James K. Bowers roped me into a writer's group he founded called The Herscher Project, and encouraged me to tackle science fiction/fantasy stories. I was hooked! Now I'm one of the moderators for The Herscher Project, as well as The Young Artisans, the underaged proteges to tHP. I also have a shelf on Elfwood, the largest website for sci-fi/fantasy writers and artists in the world.
I thank God for bringing me this far. Whatever lies in store, I know I'm meant to be writing. I have 3 wonderful children, 3 fantastic grandsons and one more grandchild on the way. And these are the best years of my life!