When I was little I thought everyone had stories in their head. I didn't find out that wasn't the case until kindergarten. I remember thinking that was sad; and that I should share the ones I had. I asked my teacher for help. I had her cut, fold and staple the paper into a suspiciously book-like shape. Then I drew the cover art and illustrated the interior pages. Finally, and most importantly, I dictated the text. And violà ... a writer was born.
It took thirty years for me to get from that first attempt to being a published author. I think the road thus far has added some depth and experience to my writing. At the very least I learned I shouldn't ever do my own illustrations.
A city girl, born and bred, I tend to place my stories in and around southeast Pennsylvania, or at least have a character or two from the area. Home is where the heart is and I make mine with my very own knight in slightly tarnished armor, three beautiful daughters, a son-in-law and two grandsons whom make every day a blessing. When I'm not busy living my own happily ever after, I'm writing about someone else's.
I'd love to have you visit with me at www.beckyfladeauthor.com, on Goodreads, Facebook and Twitter, or write to me directly at email@example.com.