The Journey

At the age of thirteen, I decided to be a writer. And then I grew up and took a few detours - through banking and event planning and raising money for worthy causes (I'm still on that path). And for for a few years somewhere in the middle of all that, I got paid to write for a weekly magazine.

I've written magazine articles about houses and martinis and bizarre foods. I've penned a piece on the history of fashion in Kansas City (don't believe me? visit: http://www.nellydon.com/ )

Now I've written two novels. The first is on submission; the second is with my agent.

I know how lucky I am to have come this far. I've read so many blogs from wonderful writers who are still querying. Most days I believe. I believe that an editor is going to read my work, throw their hands up in undiluted joy and yell out their office door, "This is it! I've found her - J.K. Rowlings and Suzanne Collins and Gerogette Heyer all rolled into one!" Okay - I don't believe that - but I do believe.

This my journey - my daily search for inspiration, for hope when I know I've just written twenty pages of drivel, and the nerve to delete twenty pages of drivel and start fresh. Thanks for joining me.