Biographie de D.L Fletcher
I am a Canadian full-time employee - mother of two - grandmother of four - and married to a wonderful supportive man who writes in her spare time. I am trying to live at least part of my life doing what excites me the most. I have had an infatuation with pens, paper, and notepads since I was a small child. This love affair is still as strong today as it was when I first learned to write cursive. I can't walk into a stationary store or down an aisle of pens and paper and not get sucked in.
As a young girl, I thoroughly enjoyed the library and card catalogs. I could get lost inside a library for days and I would have been in heaven - though I never admitted that to my friends because that would have been weird. I loved books. I still love books! I love everything about them! I love the smell of them, the cream thin or thick pages. I love the covers - soft or hard. I love the way a story can make you get lost inside of it - The author gives you the canvas but your mind does the painting.
All of it fuelled my dream of holding a copy of a book I wrote someday, and as my kids grew older the need got stronger. It was so strong I had to make it a reality. Even if I didn't sell one book, I needed to write one just the same and figure out how to get it into a physical book. I started writing my first novel in private. I wasn't ready to share my passion with anyone. I was just too shy - too self-conscious.
Eventually, though I had no choice but to share my writing with close trusted people in order to get feedback - my mother being the first. I could trust her to be honest yet kind. Armed with my mother's input and eventually the others I was brave enough to share my work with, I filled in the gaps making my first novel a much fuller story- and here I am - still shy and self-conscious with two published books! I'm not sure if I am a great writer or if my stories are interesting, but they are mine.
I love the characters like they have lived a part of my life. I love the stories like they have been a part of my reality. Anyway...that's the first mile of my journey. One that I hope will be a thousand miles long.
