She never knew how dangerous living your dream could be, especially when that dream was being a writer. She loved to write, with her whole heart she loved to write. Never did Deseret imagine some crazed fan, who took everything she wrote literally coming and shooting her but that is exactly what happened. She was shot and left paralyzed from the waist down, and for the longest time Deseret was afraid to put pen to paper or finger to keyboard. She wanted to write, but was simply afraid to.
One day though Deseret woke up, and realized she could not let the person who shot her win. The demons in that man were his not hers. She was a Christian Mystery author not some sadist, but still for the longest time she just could not write. The words would not come.
Deseret had dreamed of being a writer ever since she was a little girl. She dreamed of seeing her books in bookstores, and getting awards for it. She dreamed of a million things and was happy when life allowed her to live her dreams, but the fear was still their, of course it was after she was shot. She could not help but be afraid of some crazed man coming out of the shadows.
To Be Continued...