All my life, since I was nine years of age, I remember my first Laura Ingalls Wilder book it like it was yesterday. It was the first year we got to go to the library. When I read my first Laura Ingall Wilder book Little House in the Big Wood, I knew right then I wanted to write my farm girl stories like her, someday, too. But first I had to live them. All these many years later I finally did write down my stories, too.
At the time I finished this project, I was 58 and just getting to it. Better late than never, some say. But when visiting the Laura Ingalls Wilder Home in Mansfield, Missouri, I read she was 60 when she published her first book. Well, what do you know about that? Maybe I’m right on target.
I love it when readers message me, write me or catch up to me in the grocery store to say reading my book brings back so many pleasant memories for them. Simple, pleasurable childhood memories they had long since forgotten. And then I beam big and bright! If you don’t own a copy, I hope you will reward yourself with a copy. Read it then pass it on to one of your favorite farm girl friends.
