I was born in mid-November, the second oldest of six siblings. My childhood was filled with stories. Vast tales and adventures of Robin Hood, Zorro, and King Arthur. I was immersed in the coming of age stories by Gary Paulson and lost in his description of the frontier and wilderness. Stories are everything. They tell us things, whisper secrets, and reveal to us pieces and parts of who we are, or who we wish to be.
Vast legends and epic adventures, diving into dark shadows but emerging stronger, braver, and wiser. Life itself is an epic poem, like that of The Illiad or The Epic of Gilgamesh or the Bible. Each filled with truths and ballads and poetry, betrayal, loss, and courage.
These are the stories I want to write. These are the stories I want to live.