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When I was a teen, I had a yellow spiral notebook. On the cover in black marker I wrote: 'Words of Wisdom by Buffy Andrews'. With all of the wisdom of a thirteen year old, I penned my thoughts about topics such as pursuing your dreams. Though it's torn and tattered, I still have that notebook – and I still have my dreams.
A journalist by day and an author by night, I love telling stories. Some of my fiction ideas pop into my head at the most inopportune times, such as during a sermon or in the shower or when I’m supposed to be listening in a meeting. I’ve written all over church bulletins, jumped out of the shower more than once to write down an idea and turned meeting handouts into story boards.
When I’m not writing, I’m leading an award-winning staff of journalists at the York Daily Record/Sunday News in York, Pa. I’m assistant managing editor of features and niche publications and the newspaper’s social media coordinator.
I am blessed with a wonderful husband and two sons who have taught me some of the most important lessons in life. I am grateful for their love and support and for reminding me that dreams can come true.
Growing up, I was a tomboy who felt most comfortable in an Orioles baseball cap and blue and white Jack Purcell sneakers (The fake ones because we couldn’t afford the real ones). I was one of five daughters, the next to the youngest, and we lived in a house with three bedrooms and one bathroom. It was crowded! Looking back, I don’t know how my dad survived all of the teenage girl moodiness and drama!
Even though we didn’t have a lot growing up, there was always an abundance of love and laughter. I’m so proud of my parents, who married very young and managed to raise five daughters they could be proud of. I miss them terribly. I lost my dad when he was fifty eight and my mom when she was sixty one. I also lost my oldest sister and her husband, both from cancer, less than two months apart. They were only in their forties.
In addition to family, I’ve lost numerous friends – all much too young to die. It hasn’t been easy. I still struggle and question and cry. And I still curse the starry sky from time to time.
I share this with you not because I want your sympathy, but because I want you to understand when you read my books where the emotion comes from. I feel deeply. I love deeply. And I know that my writing often reflects what’s in my heart. How can it not when I’m opening up that part of me so completely to you?
Yes, I wear my heart on my sleeve. I’m a hopeless romantic and I love happy endings. But most of all, I love that no matter what happens in life, there is always hope for a better tomorrow.
Never give up.
It’s easy to get discouraged and frustrated, but if you believe in yourself and in your work, don’t you dare give up. Keep the faith. You will find your way if you keep believing.