Learned in the ways of Watson, Beck, and Skinner, I work hard to help others help themselves and those around them. In fact, I work so hard that I often have little time for those who matter most to me. Torn in hundreds of directions every week, I somehow remain whole.
Writing saves me. I’m a creative who spent years suppressing my creative drive while I focused on my career. It took twenty years of knocks from the professional world, and the challenges of raising my kids (one with multiple disabilities), for the scientist to be tamed. My creative soul took charge several years ago by telling me a story that I had to write.
I’ve written a novel later in life than many who aspire to be authors, and I’ve loved every moment of it. I’m writing poetry again, too, which is something I discontinued when I entered the scientific realm. I love being here. I’m now the happiest I’ve ever been because I’m balanced; the scientist and the creative in me are in harmony.
It is unclear whether I’ll ever publish my novel or my manuscripts in progress. It is unclear where writing will take me. All that matters to me is that I’m happy and balanced. And part of my happiness is derived from sharing my words with you.
Thank you for spending some of your precious time reading this bit about me. May you find balance as well. As always, I wish you happiness and peace.