I recently sold two stories and it is an odd feeling knowing there is someone interested in what you've written enough to give you a little bit of money for it. I've spent most of my time writing for myself, which I still do. Sharing my writing wasn't something I thought I would do.

When I was twelve, I wrote a science fiction novel that was clearly a knock off of Star Wars. I spent hours on my mother's Selectric typewriter telling my story. Back then, I wanted to be a writer. But with marriage and kids I soon found myself moving forward into a career of research and administration. Two fields of work that do not allow for creative thinking.

I fiddled around at times, writing short stories or starting novels. Nothing serious. Now that I am at a point in my life where I'm comfortable in my career and my kids have grown, I went back to my folder of stories last September. Some were salvageable and Becky's Fan is the first of the older stories to get published. It is also the first story that I will be paid for. There is a certain satisfaction in that fact.

I've been writing every day and I hope to keep things moving along. My first novelette is coming out in January/February. My blogs will start to cover that story as the weeks roll on. It is called Dawn of Demons and I sense that there is much more than 10,000 words in this story.