About Me

I AM FROM . . .

I am originally from Fort Worth, TX, but that’s not where I am FROM.

I am from the place the wind blows the smell of salt air and the sand gets between my toes and deep in my soul.

I am from the sea where the waves wash ashore bringing treasures in the shapes of spirals and scallops.

I am from the sea where mermaids once played and dolphins now frolic. I am from the sea that gives us the sustenance of fish and crabs and shrimp.

I am from the sea that billows dangerously before a wind-driven storm and from the sea that calms my heart with its gentle swells on a blue-skyed day.

I am from the place that coral grows and brightly colored fish dart and from the place the octopus hides in its cave.

I am from the sea - the sea that calls my name regardless of where I am on earth at any given moment.

I am from the sea that rejuvenates and invigorates and encourages me to keep on, never to give up because it doesn’t no matter what stands in its way.

I am from the sea – the sea I love and will never forsake.

The sea, the sand, the seashells.

Life in central North Carolina, the tiny town of Zebulon, to be exact, is slower paced than life in the bustling cities of Fort Worth/Dallas, TX. Texas will always be my home, where I was born and raised, where my family still lives, but I love North Carolina now and can’t imagine ever living in Texas again.

Being a published writer was a dream I had through high school and into my first few years as an Air Force sergeant’s wife. But “reality” set in as I began raising my family and moving every few years at the whim of the military. Those moves and the ensuing experiences were recorded in my ever-growing collection of journals. At that point in my life I thought my dream of being a “real” author was dead.

In 2006, after being single for almost eight years, a wonderful lady came into my life. She refused to believe me when I told her I had no dreams, that there was nothing more I wanted to accomplish in life. Finally, in a vain attempt to shut her up, I told her I had always wanted to be a writer.

“Write me a story,” became Lisa’s mantra. In another vain attempt to shut her up, I wrote her a story. And then another and then another. “Now, write me a book,” she said. I laughed, but secretly I began to believe I actually COULD write a book.

Welcome Home, my first novel is the result of the encouragement I received from Lisa and the self-confidence she helped me gain.

Thank you for visiting my website today. I am so honored to have you. Don’t forget to sign my guestbook and leave comments – what you liked and didn’t like about the site, the stories, the photography – or contact me privately if you wish.

Lisa

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All poetry, short stories, and novels presented on GlendaPoulter.com are Glenda Poulter’s original work. The short stories and novel are fiction. While some of the characters and events may have been based on actual people and events, names, places and details have been sufficiently altered to protect those people and their privacy. Most of the characters are not based on any one person in particular and are not meant to bear a resemblance to anyone, living or dead.
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