Today we’re joined by Wendy, who has recently re-released Serpent on a Cross. Not only is she a poet, an editor, and a crime analyst (!!), but she’s an avid reader, and she’s going to share how her love of reading led her to becoming an author.
Belle! Thank you for having me on your blog today. And hello to all of Belle’s
I don’t remember specifically which book(s)
got me hooked on reading. To hear my mother tell it, as soon as I learned to
read – so sometime in Kindergarten at about age 6 – I devoured every book I
could get my hands on. So Dr. Seuss probably paid a big role in my addiction to
reading. Otherwise, I DO remember going to our local library on a weekly or
every-other-weekly basis to check out yet ANOTHER stack of books to enjoy. I
would read to my long-suffering parents (who were of course quite capable of
reading on their own), and my little brother, who wasn’t yet himself an
independent reader. My favorite stories were fairy tales and myths – and not
the watered-down stuff either; I wanted to dark, tragic details along with the
happily ever after.
Likewise, I don’t remember specifically which
book(s) made me want to write. It was probably more a few people who inspired
my writing chops: my first college English professor, and my father. When I
first started writing essays and the like for school papers, my father was my
editor. He’d had the opportunity to pursue a degree in English, but decided
against it for reasons I still don’t quite understand. But he’s an awesome
writer and reader. If the desire to read and write as a profession can be
passed through the bloodline, then mine would come from my father. He was my
harshest critic, and his praise, though never effusive, always made me feel
like my accomplishments meant something.
My first college English professor was
likewise tough, but I learned so much about writing and interpreting writing –
both my own and others’ – from her.
What has resonated with me through the years
is a desire to write the books I never could find to read. Like my own series
for instance: how many historically-based fantasies with female Jewish
protagonists have you read? I’ve done extensive research on this, and other
than Lisa Goldstein’s middle-grade novel, THE RED MAGICIAN, I don’t know of any.
I don’t really lean toward middle-grade or young adult, though. I think the
emotions and visual images I paint in my stories are a bit too far on the dark
side for that.
Life is complex; good things happen to bad
people, and bad things happen to good people. Even fairy tales and mythology
teach us this. Finding that spark of goodness that triumphs over evil and the
sun rays that burn away the tumultuous storm is what makes the messy emotions
and tragedies of a good story worth it in the end. This is the type of story I
want to tell.
To find out more about Wendy, and Serpent on a Cross, you can visit her at the following places: