What inspired me to write was loneliness.
I was diagnosed with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder as soon as I started school. Since they had no idea how to teach such a child I was labeled a problem. Since I was different, I had no friends. I learned to read very early. I discovered that books were a wonderful way to beat loneliness, while escaping on wondrous adventures with people who never teased or judged me.
I had written my first story by third grade, my teacher called me a prodigy and took me to see the principal. I thought I was in trouble! But that trouble turned into my salvation. Supported by a loving family, I beat the odds set by the school psychologist who said I'd probably end up in an institution.
I just turned 50 this week. I have an education, a husband. a son, and loving friends. I also have the ability to write words that have touched other people in positive ways. My life is a success story with a happy ending, and outside my family, books were the major inspiration that changed my life. Our relationship is still wonderful and unconditional. Thank you to each and every word that helped turn a lonely little girl into a writer.