“I taught myself to read over the elbow of my older brother when I was three years old. “You’ll get your turn” my mother lectured me repeatedly. She was homeschooling him and he was 15 months older than I was. Mom had not realized how much the two of us did together. If he was learning something new, then I was too! This was just one of the ways I advocated for myself over the years to propel myself into the woman I am today.
Life didn’t hand me a silver spoon; she handed me a silver milk pail. I grew up without running water or electricity and milked a cow by hand until I was 17 years old. Life was hard but I did not know anything different. I just knew that life held something important for me and horses were involved somehow.
I lived in a single-wide trailer with my parents and five siblings. I got my own place to sleep because I sometimes wet the bed. Everyone else was double bunked. Horses and books were my salvation. They led me away from the family home and to a life I had only dreamed of.”
This is an excerpt from the opening of a book I am writing. My aim is to promote my book to the masses through social media, a blog, and, eventually, a book contract. I have other short stories that I will self- publish when I get the training to do so. Follow my blog for more!