So I posted a diary on this over the weekend, but I'm re-posting with an update :)
So in the last year and a half I have started writing fiction. I've always been a voracious reader, and often find myself wondering how I would have taken the story, if I'd written it. At some point wanting to get back into doing something creative I started writing. I needed something I could do at home, at night when everyone else had gone to bed (married, two kids under 10) that wouldn't keep them up.
Side note: Growing up I always did more creative endeavors.. I did a great deal of painting, cooking, and even had a full ride theater scholarship out of High School. All of which fell by the wayside over the years.
Back to the point :)
I decided to self publish for the heck of it... and I'm pretty happy with my most recent effort.