My maiden name is Waddell. As a child the name caused me a lot of unhappiness. Children would call out “Waddle, waddle, quack, quack.” Many duck jokes and references were made at my expense. I cried a lot. It seems silly now. As an elementary school child, it was hurtful.
Fast forward to three years ago when God called me to be a writer. I felt driven to journey for the first time by myself across two bridges to get to
The rainbow at the top of this website is a picture that I took many years ago. We were at Camp Sunshine in Lake Sebago, Maine attending a family camp for pediatric oncology survivors. My daughter had just finished treatment for Neuroblastoma IV a few months earlier. We were at a camp barbecue when we looked up and saw that magnificent rainbow and felt assured of God’s promises.
This is my first official blog post. I have been writing most of my life. In the past few years, I have been on a journey to become an author. When you transition from being a writer to an author it becomes real.
I believe that God has called me to be an author so I want to get it right! My first step in faith was to go to a Christian writers conference in July 2017. The conference was in Montrose, PA and it was the first time I drove by myself over a bridge and off of Long Island, NY. Whenever I got nervous (which was often), I would raise my hand and declare that Jesus was my co-pilot. It was a week of great growth and revelation. It quickly became obvious you don’t write a book and voila you’re an author. There is a lot of hard work that must go into the finished product. There were terms and requirements that I never knew existed – one sheets, elevator proposals, query letters, book proposals and manuscripts to name a few. It seemed I needed all of these to evolve from writer to author. I came home humbled and energized.