Sunday, August 29, 2010

Welcome, Roseanne Dowell

I remember starting out 48 years ago as a young bride. Life had so much to offer and 48 years seemed like an eternity away. Funny, I look back now and it seems like only yesterday. Like the song, “Don’t Blink” a hundred years goes faster than you think.
If you would have told me 48 years ago that I’d be a mother of six, grandmother of 14 and a great grandmother and I’d be a published author, I would have laughed at you. I mean seriously laughed. Okay, mother of six, I could buy that. I always wanted a lot of children, coming from a large family, I’m the second youngest of six,. So if you would have told me I’d have six children, I would have said “good”. In fact if you would have told me I’d have fourteen grandchildren, I would have been thrilled and even expected more. My own parents had twenty-three.  And if you would have said I’d have one great grandchild, I probably would have asked “Is that all?” After all I have four granddaughters old enough to have at least one a piece. Heck, my oldest granddaughter is twenty-seven, by that time I was pregnant with my sixth.
But all that aside, what would have surprised me is that I’d be a published author. Not that I’d be a writer, because even back then I loved to write. But in my wildest dreams, I don’t think I ever thought about being published. Okay, maybe a couple of times.
With raising six children, there wasn’t a lot of time to write. My husband was a truck driver and on the road a good portion of the time, so raising the kids was my full time job. If you ask any of my kids, they’ll tell you I ruled with an iron hand – oh wait, that was my brother in law who said that. But I’m sure my kids would agree. What choice did I have? With six little ones running around, someone had to keep them inline. That task was up to me. When hubby came home on the weekends, he didn’t want to be the bad guy. “After all,” he said, “I don’t want them to hate me coming home.” Great, so they could hate me instead.
Not that they do, thank God. But life wasn’t easy. I used to say I was a single parent without the perks. I didn’t get to go out and date or have any fun. Okay, I did go out – shopping or to Bingo with my sister – how’s that for fun? Actually it was. I had no desire to go out bar-hopping, and I certainly wasn’t looking for another man. One was quite enough, thank you very much. Besides, I loved the guy.
So, as I said, there certainly wasn’t much time to write, but I read a lot. In fact, I joined Double Day Book Club when we first got married and I only recently quit it. Okay, I quit several times in between, but I always ended up joining again a year or so later. Needless to say, I have quite a library of books. Actually, I had more, but somehow in the move from our home to an apartment, they disappeared. I think my kids threw them out. I mean I had boxes and boxes and boxes of books. They probably figured I wouldn’t miss a few or five or ten.
Anyway, that’s off topic. I wrote a bit back then and even took a writing course for children. Not a good fit. I didn’t think enough like a child to write for them. So I just wrote short stuff here and there. I never even tried to publish it.
Nope, that didn’t happen until about eight years ago. My sister in law and a group of friends decided to start a book club, because we all loved mysteries. I was game. What the heck, I loved reading and mysteries were one of my favorite genres. So it happens at one of the meetings, yes we really did discuss the books – at least for a few minutes, someone asked what we all regretted not doing. I freely admitted I regretted not writing.
Well that’s all it took, they were on me like flies on butter. “It wasn’t too late,” they all agreed. So that got me thinking and I decided they were right. I took a writing course and they encouraged me to submit. So submit I did. Let me tell you, they could have peeled me off the ceiling when I got my first acceptance. Funny thing, it wasn’t fiction. My first acceptance was for nonfiction – which I didn’t think I’d ever write. In fact most of my forty articles that are published were nonfiction. Now I even teach nonfiction writing classes for Long Story Short School of Writing.

Did I ever think I’d write a novel? Not in this lifetime, but here I am seven novels later and two of them published with Red Rose Publishing, two more due out in Sept and Oct. with Red Rose and two novels and three novellas due out from MuseIt Up Publishing starting in March 2011. I’ve submitted one other novel and a couple more novellas to MuseIt Up and I’m anxiously waiting to hear back. More info at and
I guess my whole point of this article – is never doubt you can do something. Never give up on your dream. It’s never too late.
If you’d like to know more about me check out my website and blog


Heather Haven said...

How could I pass up an opportunity to read something involving my two favorite gals, Roseanne and Ginger? Not happening. A great blog, Roseanne, filled with life and humor, showcased on a great blogsite, filled with life and humor. Double home run.

Unknown said...

I have to comment on Heather's blog...and she's my guest tomorrow if she submits something *hint hint*. Heather and Roseanne have both been a blessing that came with a great publisher. Signing there was like opening a clam and finding pearls inside. My own sister wrote me out of the family last year, and it's friends like this that have adopted me and filled the void. :)

Margaret Tanner said...

Hi Roseanne,

Wow, what a story you have to tell and you do with with such humour. Six children, you are a legend. I had three and thought I was doing well.



Anna Kathryn Lanier said...

Wonderful post. Like you, I wrote, but didn't try publishing for decades while I raised my two girls. I'm glad you picked up your dream and ran with it.

Vanessa A. Johnson said...

Hi Roseanne
Just stopping by to show my fellow RRP author some love.

Unknown said...

Hi Roseanne,
What an inspiration for us "older folks" with "young minds."
Loved your story and I'm happy to know you are living the dream of so many published stories.
As you know, we don't grow old, we grow better.
Keep them coming, and good luck.
Thanks so much for this post.

jrlindermuth said...

An inspiring and amusing story. You make the valid point--it's never too late.
But six kids! I'm exhausted just thinking about that. More power to you, girl.

Larion aka Larriane Wills said...

couldn't agree more; it's not to late just because you're older.

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