I love writing. As far back as I can remember, I created stories—no, not to my parents—with my best friend. We would sit for hours playing with Barbie dolls, creating new adventures with the iconic toy.
Then when I was eight, I actually wrote my first story, a horror story about gigantic fleas of all things. I guess I had a fear of fleas.
Who knew I’d grow up to be a romantic-suspense writer?
When I was in college, I wrote my first novella. My professor wanted something that entailed drinking and fishing—he was a huge Hemmingway fan. Well, he sure received a surprise when he read my short story. It did have drinking and fishing, but there was nothing funny about it. It was sad; it was real life. Luckily, he enjoyed it, even admitted I was the first student who had ever made him cry and that I had potential.
Unfortunately, it just wasn't in my future at the time. After all, I needed a roof over my head and food on my plate. At nineteen, I was on my own and a career as an author just wasn't feasible at that juncture in my life. At that time, if you didn't live in the mecca—aka New York—you didn't stand a chance, or at least that's what my peers insisted. So, I set out to conquer the business world, and I did. I spent the next decade and a half of my life in sales and marketing with a Fortune 500 company.
Fifteen years later, I went back to my first love. And guess what, I found a new world where dreams really do come true. Yes, I would love to see my books mass published, but if they never get there, I'll still be okay. Just knowing that I shared a piece of my soul with readers who will enjoy it is enough for me.
My first eight novels and two short stories are now available, and from there, I have many stories waiting to share with my wonderful avid-reading friends. I waited twenty years to share my love of the written word and it was worth the wait.
I look forward to chatting with you,
Carmen
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