My father was the Storyteller and my mother was the Reader. Between them, my love of a good story was fostered at a very young age. I used to fill Big Chief tablets with story after story, my hand ...показать большеMy father was the Storyteller and my mother was the Reader. Between them, my love of a good story was fostered at a very young age. I used to fill Big Chief tablets with story after story, my hand barely big enough to hold those fat pencils.
Even though I fantasized about being an archeologist (back BEFORE Indiana Jones), or a veterinarian, or an architect (before my high school principal told me GIRLS don't become architects; the swine!), my interests always returned to writing. As stories flow through me, I feel at one with the cosmos, clearly understanding why ancient writers believed they were inspired by muses.
I achieved all my professional goals in the time frame I allotted myself in 8th grade, then found myself the victim of someone else's vanity and ambition--losing my full-time job in the process. I realized then that I could become a bitter old woman, or I could do what I always felt called to do--write.
So I choose to write. Find my works under the names Ruth J. Heflin or Rajah Hill.показать меньше