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A Writer Must Write


By Janet Terry
Copyright © 2005

I was born and bred in Laurel County Kentucky. I never had much self-confidence until I started attending a class and met a writer. With her encouragement I wrote an article on a subject I felt keen about and submitted it to the editor of our local newspaper.

He looked at me over his glasses and asked, "Where have you been hiding?"

The editor suggested a pseudonym because of the articles unpopular context, and it certainly caused a ruckus in our town. Some folks wanted to hang me and some wanted to make me a heroine. As letters came in by the box-full, newspaper sales snowballed, and I became an overnight success. I also became one of the highest paid feature writers on that newspaper, far surpassing my mentor who had written for them for five years and never been paid a dime.

It was about this time that my marriage became troubled. My husband's coworkers and customers were telling him how much they enjoyed my articles. Instead of feeling pride he felt envy. He was afraid people would think I was smarter than he was. He treated my writing like a form of prostitution and went into a rage when he caught me doing it.

My mother hated my being a writer as much as he did and often said: "You are wasting your time.", "Only smart people can be writers.", or "Your husband would leave you if he had any sense."

In order to endure the verbal abuse from the two people I loved most, I stopped writing for the newspaper and began a novel about a wife running away from home. It took ten years to complete because I had a mental breakdown in 1984 and spent the next eight years of my life fighting mental depression. In 1989, I emerged a much stronger person.

I finished the novel while running my own "old and rare" book store. A year later I closed it down and opened a weekly newspaper.

The newspaper was closed when my husband relocated to Cincinnati. Having worked nonstop for several years I decided to take a vacation and asked him to join me. He refused. I was determined to visit Florida and appreciative when my oldest daughter and her husband came along.

Before I left I went to see my old editor and offered to do some travel pieces along the way. I got the assignment. Florida was great. I got to Daytona, checked into a small, seedy motel and gave my daughter the chore of finding an interesting story while I walked down the beach barefoot at dusk.
My first view of the sea with its clear blue water, white capped waves and rolling motion, filled me with fear. And yet I was awestruck by the expansive mass of water stretching out as far as the eye could see and rising up in the distance to meet the sky. The sheer force of the ocean was both majestic and mysterious. Danger lurked in the back of my mind for I was keenly aware that it could lash out violently during storms to cause untold destruction and loss of life.

The rolling, moving, motion of the water mingling with sounds of seagull's squawking overhead was somehow calming to the spirit. As was the sound of the roaring, smacking, waves pounding against the sandy beach. My nostrils luxuriated in the musky scent of salt, fish, and seaweed. As I stood there curious but afraid to go closer, a light misty spray touched my skin and a soft ocean breeze lifted my hair. It was a combination of new experiences to be filed away for future use.

When my daughter called the Chamber of Commerce for a list of tourist attractions, and explained that I was writing a series of travel articles for our hometown newspaper, they created a schedule that put us in all the right places and volunteered to cover the expenses.

By the time I returned to the room, my daughter was gathering our belongings. We had been invited to stay at one of the best hotels in town. We were given a suite, telephone privileges, access to office equipment and postage to send our stories home. We had also been booked for a meal at a different restaurant each evening.

Back home in Cincinnati I purchased a computer and rewrote Set me Free. Once the manuscript was completed, I submitted it to publishers and received rejection slips.

In the end I self-published Set Me Free as two books--Possibilities and Resolutions. The reviews have been impressive. The one that means the most to me came from Writers Digest:. "What impressed me most about Possibilities was its detailed narration and its emphasis on movement and action in the plot. The opening is powerful because the reader gets a vivid picture of Nora and senses the danger she's in by the negative descriptions of Jason. The action of the book reveals urgency for Nora to work through the psychological effects of her circumstances, and thus sustains the reader's attention until there is resolution."

My life can be likened to a leaf being tossed around by the wind. I have gone where fate led me, changed direction when I had to, learned new things, met interesting people, experienced many emotions and mood swings. I loved and lost. I tried and failed. I was an outcast and I was a celebrity. The wind took me places I would have otherwise never gone. I often felt as though I was an observer watching and learning as life sped by. The internet made me a scholar with a universe of information at my finger tips. I created characters I loved, places I wanted to be, life as I would have it. I am, and will always be, a writer.

Janet Sue Terry is a widow, mother of seven, grandmother of eight, great grandmother of one, a published author of two contemporary romance novels, Possibilities and Resolutions and the President of Just My Best, Inc. a publishing company she founded in 2001.For more information about this author visit http://www.janetsueterry.com.

 

 

 

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