Elizabeth G: Dreams do come true...

Like many people I tend to think about the dreams, big and small, that still elude me. But every now and then something wonderful happens to remind me, to remind all of us, that dreams can and do come true. When that happens, it’s cause to celebrate.

This is one of those dreams and one of those celebrations.

I recently got an e-mail from a good friend of mine, a fellow writer, who lives right here in town. I could tell how excited Janet was even without the extra exclamation marks!!!!!!!

I won’t go into all the details with this blog since I intend to interview Janet in September right here at RWQ, but my friend has worked long and hard, sometimes wondering if her dream of becoming a published author would ever come true.

Well, it has!

And here’s the proof: the cover of Janet’s first published romance novel. (I’m also including the back cover copy just to give you a taste of the wonderful characters and story she’s created.)

The “orphan train” seemed like small-town spinster Adelaide Crum’s last chance to know the simple joys of family life. So many lost children, every one of them dreaming only of a caring home—the home she longed to offer. And yet the narrow-minded town elders refused to entrust even the most desperate child to a woman alone….

Newspaperman Charles Graves believed his heart was closed forever, but he swore to stand by this lovely, lonely woman who was fighting for the right to take some motherless child into her heart. And her gentle soul and unwavering faith made him wonder if even he could overcome the bitter lessons of the past, and somehow find the courage to love….

I’m absolutely thrilled for Janet. But beyond her hard work, her success, her dream-come-true-at-last, she has inspired me to stop and recall the day I sold my first book, the day I first saw the cover (not nearly as lovely as Janet’s, I’ll tell you!), the day I walked into a book store and found my “masterpiece” on the shelf for the first time.

Truth to tell, I hadn’t thought about those moments in a very long time. I even had to look up the title of that first book: It was SUMMER STORM written as Suzanne Simmons.

So, even as I celebrate with my friend, I want to thank her for reminding me of my own dreams, those that have come true and those I’m still dreaming of. Thank you, Janet!

Inquiring Minds want to know, of course: What dream/dreams have come true for you that you’ve since taken a little or a lot for granted?

Happy Summer!
~EG