My first long novel, "Emerald Hawks Flight", is based on childhood memories. Emerald's coming of age story opened the door to more novels, then to more children's books, and short stories that just walked in, sat down, and told me their stories. They stayed until I got it right. All edited and ready for flight. As a child, I imagined spinning straw into gold, writing something beautiful and bold. I knew who I was, and what I was here to do. I was to learn the depth of what "Once upon a time" foretold the Shadow's deep drawl and the troll's lazy tolls. I was to become an author. A story grower and a line drawer . an icicle mower of ink. a particle examiner of fractions, bones, gnomes and moody moans hiding in somber back woods where whimpers, sobs and howls roam. Doodling threads and twines and vines of ink take over each time should I not find the words. They go racing to the edges of pages to frame the not yet read. The lines lay lazy like stretched out cats waiting to creep further into the pages, hoping to flush out a flustered purple tome. My books began this way. I mostly use a wider spacing in my books; it makes them much easier to read. I love to share my books with readers. I hope my stories are factual, funny, or romantic, intense, emotional, and contains your kind of magic.