| Debbie Madison |
I wish there was a simple answer. Something to justify the rollercoaster of ups and downs in this illusive profession. There isn’t…There is no simple fix to explain the insane drive that propels me. I just feel and know with every ounce of my entire being—that I must write. I live to write. Why?—Why do I feel guilty when I seclude myself from the realities of the real world? Because once I create characters, they demand my attention. They write my stories. I have no idea where they will carry me. They make me laugh and other times they make me grimace. I tell people, “Pick up a pen and write. Don’t look back—just do it!”
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