Monday, November 29, 2010

Why do I write these books?



I like playing with my camera. I like making up stories.

One day Morris was just a whalin' on his toys in the living room and I wondered, what the heck do you suppose his toys thought about all that rough-housing?

So one thing led to another.

Now I've just finished the fifth book ...
Seriously, I think I had more fun writing this book and doing the set up for it than anything else.

The worst part about the whole thing?
Was pushing that little button that said 'send to Publish'.

I felt like I was letting go of a project that I didn't want to end.

I was happy while immersed in the making of the book. Now tonight I feel a bit empty and waiting for another brilliant idea to smack me up side of the head like the last two books did.

Here is the preview on Blurb's site, if you care to take a look...



I felt like I was letting go of a project that I didn't want to end.
I put the 'baby' to bed tonight. Now I await its delivery and the excitement of holding it in my hands gives me a feeling of accomplishment.

3 comments:

Rose said...

You really are talented. I wanted to be a writer once too, but I waited and the feeling went away! lol No, really, I just didn't have what it takes and you do.

Val said...

Aww, everyone can write, they just have their own unique style!!

mj said...

As if this needs to be said, BUT "what a great helper/assistant/model you have in your friend, Morris". He is absolutely priceless!
I loved the shot of his nose and paws. Can't wait to see the end product.