So, I Want to Be a Writer..

I know the moment that I knew I wanted to be a writer. Or I knew the moment that someone else knew that I should be a writer.
I used to trade Erma Bombeck quips with my dear Mother-in-law. We loved the episodes in Erma's columns where she stashed yarn in the chandeliers and put an onion in the oven at three in the afternoon, turn on the oven and  the supper aroma began. Family members entered the house anticipating a great dinner..Ha.
So my husband told me that I could do that. "Put an onion in the oven? I said.
"No, my darling wife. Write like Erma Bombeck.."
He never said the phrase "darling wife" often so I thought he was serious.
I was petrified.
Quipping I could do..writing probably not.
However years later, after reading hundred of romance novels I thought to myself.."Why not."
However I found that there ws not a lot of quipping and silliness in romance novels.
No there was a lot of angst, anticipation and a whole lot of drama.
I had to learn to describe my protagonist and my antagonist.
In my vocabulary, antanogist meant someone who antagonizes and who wants to romance a pest?
So I am on my quest. I am learning to write with many craft books and observations in the books that I am reading.
And that onion in the oven is coming in handy now. My husband thinks that he is getting dinner soon but I am too busy to cook so I will entice him with the cooking aromas  and memories of long ago.
Thank you, Erma Bombeck.