Life Sometimes Gets In The Way Of

I Started Writing To Please Myself, A Story I Would Like To Read, And That Is Still True.

Life Sometimes Gets In The Way Of Writing.

I Really Fell In Love With Africa.

She Loved Him, More Than She Could Ever Find Words For, But This Love He Felt For Her Was Not Quite The Same. It Wasn't So Much Stronger, As More Demanding, More Insistent. As Though He Feared He Would Lose That Which He Had Finally Won.

I Could Write Historical Fiction, Or Science Fiction, Or A Mystery But Since I Find It Fascinating To Research The Clues Of Some Little Know Period And Develop A Story Based On That, I Will Probably Continue To Do It.