Why I wrote Compounders

Go through my closet and you’ll find random pages in any notebook of things I’ve written throughout the years, most long forgotten. I also love to read and after a seemingly endless round of books with endings I wasn’t pleased with and complaining that even I could have written it better, my husband challenged me to do just that…. write a book in one year.

I don’t know if he was truly serious at the time, but I took the challenge and this is the result. I had never intended for anyone but him to read it, but I was so pleased with the outcome and love this story so much that I decided to let my mother read it and a few friends and from there it has escalated in positive responses to this point of publishing.