The lessons life teaches us are not meant to be kept. They are to be passed on to others, which is why this interview means so much to me. It’s my lesson being passed on.
I’m a person who believes in dreams. Not the kind you have when you’re asleep, but those that grow in your heart and mind.
The kind that sent me on a search of historical adventures in the Wild West and prompted me to write about life in dugouts and the shameful behavior of hide hunters who roved the plains, killing buffalo for their hides and leaving the carcasses to rot where they fell.
Also dreams that explored the joys and passion of young love. The kind that stirs the heart with kindred pain and pleasure as the “ever-after” romance unfolds.
But I believe that for all of us, there is always one dream that goes deeper, resonates more, and offers a greater sense of fulfillment.
Mine called to me as the story of Althea unfurled itself — almost unbidden. It came of bits and pieces inside me and of others I saw around me. How life was for us. . .
A beautiful young girl finds herself trapped between the intoxicating rhythms surging inside her and laws of a commune where females wear restrictive sack garments and cannot dance.
In a sense, Althea is many of us–if not all. With her, we explore what it means to be tied to roles that family, friends, or our culture impose on us.
I’m glad you stopped by for this visit and I hope you’ll stick around for the entire story.