Story has always been central to my life. When I was a child my father would read aloud after dinner—introducing us to classics like The Lord of the Rings and The Chronicles of Narnia while we colored with crayons and begged him to keep reading late into the night. As we grew older, my brother and I began to write stories of our own and begged our father to read those aloud after dinner. And, naturally, he edited them as he read.
There is hardly a better way to learn to write than having your masterpiece of blood, sweat and tears lovingly shredded on a weekly basis by the resident English MA. Prepositions should not be left hanging, rooms should not be walked into by men by whom tall dark features were had, and if there are less people around then there must surely be a lot of blood.
My skills were further sharpened by a degree in Literature with an emphasis on creative writing, and continue to be sharpened by my esteemed Writerly colleagues in my critique group.
I also train horses, teach little kids how to ride, paint pet portraits, play table top games with my husband, and cook dinner almost every night. Oh, and I have a day job to actually, you know, pay the bills.
If you like scifi, you should also head over to my brother’s blog and check out his scifi serial, Space Dust, about a motely crew of bounty hunters.
If you are interested in reproducing or distributing the stories or any of the art, or if you just want to say hi, please contact me at abigailDOTcossetteATgmailDOTcom.