The Battle is Real

I write. I suck. I write again. I try and try and try and see no end in sight…but I persist. I have stories to tell and dreams to fulfill.

It’s funny- many think that my dream is to make millions of dollars and be recognized on the street, but it’s not. My dream is simple. Here is my fantasy ~ cue the Scooby-Doo fantasy sequence…

I am walking into my favorite coffee shop (Kool Beanz in downtown Granite City) and as I stand at the counter to order my life’s blood I see people reading. Upon closer inspection I see that these sexy, intelligent, well dressed individuals are reading MY BOOKS. I watch their expressions as they read and see fear, joy, sadness, and excitement cross their faces as they become trapped in my tales. Some are reading the same book and chat in amazement and awe about a scene or chapter they just completed.

This is my dream. Millions would be great, but seeing someone who doesn’t know me reading my words and enjoying them…now that’s a fantasy. *sigh*

Author: Ticia Rani

I am...interesting. I am a writer, dreamer, mom, wife, veteran, friend, villain, and the wearer of many hats, but I don't look good in hats- go figure. I LOVE TO WRITE. I want to tell stories. I want to make you laugh, cry, and scare the crap out of you, and make you ask "why the hell did you do that?" I want to make you cheer my characters on or want to shake the crap out of them for things they say and/or do. I want to bring you along for the ride. Ready? Set?...READ!!! View all posts by Ticia Rani