When I began to write in the summer of 2003, I meant to write a healing book. Something in the lines of Hormones in Harmony®—a self help book to address the needs of baby boomers. But my muse evaded me, until I had a dream. I was Mary Magdalen dancing down the streets of Nazareth.
In writing a novel, you lose yourself to the story. You live it, breathe, become it. For those eight months, I was Mary. I truly wish to finish HERstory, but hesitate to lose myself again. Yet now with so many readers reporting some amazing healings after reading LoveDance, I have rediscovered my wholeness as an author and a healer.
Many of you cannot wait for Book II in the LoveDance trilogy. I finally completed it and am weighing the option of self publishing versus finding an agent. The muse was as strong as ever, yet this time, perhaps because I awakened with Mary, I am realizing my potential—balancing life, family, and work with the birth of my newest creation.