welcome to my online home.
So that’s me a few years ago. That little guy I’m holding is now 12 years old and 5’11”. I obviously still look the same.
I’m an Australian independent author who recently moved from Melbourne to California with my husband and three children. I love writing picture books for kids, but there’s also a series of Early Readers in Scrivener and a Novel plot (or two) in the journal. My creative life involves writing stories, learning to draw and making gifts for friends. I rest with yarn and coffee. I’m delighted you’ve found me here. Welcome.
Let me tell you a joke.
3 Mathematicians are out hunting when they suddenly stumble across a deer.
The first mathematician takes aim and overshoots. The second mathematician takes aims and undershoots. The third mathematician leaps in excitement and screams “We got him!”
Bliss found a home in New York… until she didn’t.
I'm guessing you think I'm super excited to tell you this news.
When the email came through earlier this month, my instant reaction was to screen shot the front page of the contract and share it with everyone. My social media sites were primed and ready to go before I took a moment and thought ... "Hang on; pause a sec’ Wend. This is public announcement stuff and you haven't accepted the offer yet!"
I’m so glad for that pause. It probably saved me thousands…
November marks the 2nd anniversary of my first book launch.
The road to self-published author was much longer than I anticipated. It took 7 years from the day I sat down to write Dad’s story until I had something to share. Most of this delay was because I was so determined to “do-it-alone”, but there were other delays like finding an illustrator, finding a graphic designer, finding a printer, and so the list goes.
For the first time ever I’ve committed to NaNoWriMo and in so doing have joined the hordes of the suddenly antisocial as we attempt to write as many words as possible over the next 31 days. My goals are modest. I’m aiming for 10,000 words by November 31st.
Here’s a quick glimpse into the novel that I’m writing …
POSTCARDS from california
It was a rare, spare, Sunday afternoon - so we grabbed the dog, packed a picnic and went on a mission to find some new rock pools to explore. We landed at Davenport Beach.
It looks like a cheesy tourist photo on Golden Gate Bridge with people I know, but to be honest I have no idea who these people are. I don't even know their first names, but I want to draw your attention to the orange arm band he's wearing. This makes him a "Bridge Angel" or a volunteer who gives his time to walk up and over the bridge watching for those people who are sad and lonely and contemplating jumping over. It seems sad but actually it was quite beautiful. Every "angel" we passed either smiled or wished us a happy New Year. She wore an arm band too. Some folks are just beautiful are they not...