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Why in the World Did I Write a Novel?

I wanted to write something positive, hopeful, and inspirational. So I wrote a story about murder.

It all started in 1995.  I went on a bike ride.  I believe I was looking at the sunset as I rode west on a residential street.

The next thing I remember is a feeling that I was in a hospital. But I couldn’t wake up. I heard my husband near me. But I couldn’t talk to him.

I was finally able to come to long enough to ask where I was. He told me I had a bike accident and was in the hospital. I had a TBI, a traumatic brain injury. I learned I was paralyzed. I sunk back into blackness.

I was transferred to a rehabilitation hospital. I kept sinking in and out of consciousness.  I couldn’t remember my therapists. I couldn’t remember what I’d done the day before. I couldn’t solve simple problems.

Was I going to be stupid for the rest of my life?

As an accountant, I managed millions of dollars.  I was used to solving problems. I was used to a high level of performance.  This would not do.

I had terrific health care and terrific support. And I had prayers.

I now snow ski, water ski, started bike riding three months after the accident, hike, jog, lift weights. I’m active. I also manage millions of dollars as a financial controller and receive very good job performance reviews.

My doctor was shocked. When he looked at my MRI, he said he never thought I would walk again. I looked at my MRI. It shows some big holes in my brain.

I give God the credit. And my parents. I figured He listened to their prayers and decided to give me a break.

And I will thank him as long as I live.

Then in 2007, my parents came to Salt Lake City from Florida to visit. And my dad got sick. Very sick. He was admitted into a hospital here but did not recover. The morning after he passed a shooting star shot across the sky as I was jogging. He was sending me a greeting. His funeral was that December.

My dad was a great man. Honest, loving, hard working. He supported his wife and four children without question. I always felt safe. I always felt secure. I always knew he wouldn’t ever let anything happen to me if he could possibly help it.

Some time passed and I had the overwhelming urge to write. I wanted to write something inspirational but, as I studied the craft, I learned I should write in my favorite genre – thrillers. So I wrote a thriller with a few inspirational threads intertwined.

I spent years learning the craft. I want my readers to be entertained as they are transported to that world that is in my book.


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