A good story teller must be able to lie a little. --Chinese Proverb
When I was about 5 our TV broke and it stayed that way long enough for me and my sisters to discover a lifelong love of reading. As the middle child, I was forced to take it up a notch. In my mid-teens I was at a secondhand store and fell in love with a manual typewriter that had cursive keys. It cost about $10 more than I had on hand and weighed, to my unexercised arms, a ton. I was forced to hide it behind some house wares and hope that it was there when I came back. It took me longer than I thought to guilt my mother into giving me the $10 and a ride, but I did it even though I had to return once in the meantime to make sure the typewriter was still were I'd hidden it. She gave me the $10 except she flaked on giving me a ride and I ended up carrying the thing home.(My first experience of suffering for my craft.)
I started pecking out short stories and informational pamphlets that I'd give to my sisters who were nice enough to read them. At the time, I thought I was just fooling around. I certainly didn't consider what I was doing writing. I'd never gotten the hang of knitting so for me this was the next best thing.
At the tail end of my junior college career, when I was ready to get real and get a job, my mother suggested that I try something to do with writing. I scoffed, something I'd gotten very good at as a middle child. Shortly thereafter I was forced to drop my algebra class due to a sever math disability and needed another class to maintain my full-time status. My sister had mentioned she was having a good educational time in her Mass Communications 101 class. On the last day to add I exhorted Mr. Michael Eberts to let me add which he did even though I knew I was imposing on his already full roster. I ended up getting an A and he asked if I'd be interested in taking his next class which focused on news writing. And so it was that I discovered I could not only learn a skill and get a job but that I could combine both and do something I loved, writing.
I went on to transfer as a journalism major and, for a time, made an actual living as a writer happily toiling for websites and freelancing for magazines. Then life circumstances changed (remember the dot.com crash?) and I found myself with no job and a newborn. Since I had nothing else to lose, I decided to try my hand at fiction and, well, that’s a whole other story.
Los Angeles, CA USA
Aside from somehow conceiving, completing and seeing three of my manuscripts published, I haven't won anything. Though, I did come in second at a Krispy Kreme pyramid building contest using, yes, doughnuts. I lost to a 12-year-old budding structural engineer but got to keep all the doughnuts I used in my effort. The taste of almost glory was just as sweet.
I've published three novels. Underneath It All (Kensington, Jan. '07) was my first pancake. My second book, Life Over Easy (Kensington, Oct. '07) is currently suffering from middle child syndrome. My latest, More Than This (Touchstone, Aug. '08), is slowly but surely gaining an audience and that makes me happy. I'm working on my next and will continue to work on it until my editor tells me "enough already!"
Margo Candela's Official Website
It's simple, snazzy and I maintain it myself. I wish my office were as put together as my website. Here I list fairly current news, event info, book links and there's a handy contact page to reach me through.