22 July 2012
52 years old
As I've written before, my father’s sister, Aunt Alexandra, was the person who gave me my first diary, when I was eleven years old, to record my trip to Greece. Her gift set up a habit that I kept up for many years and nurtured my love of writing. I always said that if I had a novel published, I would dedicate it to Aunt Alexandra.
Through my teen years, twenties and thirties, I found writing exclusively about myself and chronicling my daily life deeply satisfying. Along the way I also tried my hand at short story writing. I self published a booklet (Wayzgoose) with some friends, I won second prize in a short story competition, I wrote the first draft of a novel (Artemis). But I lacked focus.
Then at forty-one I had a child. For the first time in my life I had started something I could not, not finish. My daughter, Alexandra (named after my aunt), taught me to focus on what is important. When she started kindergarten I enrolled in a Masters of Creative Writing.
The creative thesis component of my Masters, rewritten a bit and expanded, forms the basis of my novella All Windows Open, which is dedicated to the two Alexandras.
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