It’s December. That means we are coming up on the two year anniversary of some rather important life events, including the start of my writing career. I’ll have more later about those milestone. But, as I was reviewing all I’ve done in the last two years I found myself re-reading old interviews and blog posts.
Today I offer a snippet of my favorite interview, blogged by author Keith Houghton. It was originally posted in June of 2012, meaning some of the info is a bit dated, but it’s still a great interview. Rereading it is a reminder of where I came from, all that has happened, and where I’m headed. I’m happy to share it again.
Here’s the opening questions, but I encourage you to follow the link and read the entire conversation.
Hello, Sara – please tell us a little about yourself …
It’s always a challenge to define myself. I’m a bit of a nerd. I’m a forty-something mother of two. I’m a widow. I’m a sports fan. I’m a shy, Midwestern girl who doesn’t speak much. I’m a writer. All of those are absolutely true, but I’m not certain that they truly capture who I am.
My life has come in two parts. In life #1, I married young and raised a family while I completed my education. I was a soccer mom, PTA officer, dog owner, all the usual middle-class American stereotypes. There’s not much exciting or unique about Life #1, but it was good and I wouldn’t change it for anything.
I thought Life #2 began when the kids were grown. Like many moms, having an empty nest let me refocus on myself. I’d always been a writer, but with my time free of ball games and commitments my drabbles and short stories shared with online friends began to grow into something more. I published my first book, SNATCHING GENIUS in late 2011.
Eight days later life changed and I found Life #2 wasn’t anything like I expected. My 46 year old husband suffered a heart attack. Just like that I had a whole new life. So, I’m picking up the pieces, starting over, redefining myself. I have hope for life #2, despite the dark beginning it has a bright promise.
What inspired you to write?
Storytelling held a certain importance for me growing up. My paternal great-grandmother loved to tell stories and she would even write them down for us in little books. I lived most of my childhood in the same house as my mother’s grandfather and he was a master storyteller. Having him tell us a bedtime story was the highlight of any day. Both of those grandparents, one on each side of my family, showed me that stories and the effort it took to create them were special.
I don’t remember a time when I didn’t have some kind of story playing in my head. It seemed a natural thing to imagine adventures and excitement. As a kid it was the best way to entertain myself and it became a habit that never went away.
This interview was a pleasure to do and the questions were thoughtful and fun. You can read the entire thing here.