I stopped writing in 2000 after earning my MFA from Mills College. Some of my short stories were published during my final year in the MFA (1999) and through 2003, but I didn’t write a single story after graduating because my life took a turn: I got married, had children, drew closer in my walk spiritually, and acquired new skills.
I built my consulting business in instructional design in order to provide for a growing family but sadly, my writing goals were placed on hold while I was in the throes of a new life that demanded all of me. I read non-fiction more than anything else during those years. In 2010, I established a blog as a means to express my faith.
For many years I focused on my family and transitioning from working outside of the home to homeschooling my three children.
In 2014, I reacquainted myself with the literary scene. How does one catch up after so much has taken place in such a long time? Technology, publishing, and literary journals have changed dramatically and it seemed liked I was sleeping through it all.
This long sabbatical from publishing wasn’t lost on me for all those years. Just when it appeared as if my MFA was a vapor of sorrow, a traumatic and disastrous family experience brought me out of my slumber and into a cathartic state of writing again. All those prior years were a gestation of what is now.