It seems pretty generic. I was in a class studying scripts, and my professor gave us the assignment. I was a junior in college, a single mom, a little confused about what I wanted to do with life.
In stepped Dr. Hoffman with the assignment: write a one–act play.
Groans went up around the room, but not from me. I was worried and excited and ready to write.
Years before I’d written on a regular basis, but real life stepped in, and the writing stopped. At least the writing that wasn’t in the form of a paper or news story for my classes.
I don’t remember a lot about the play except it was a young adult romance and I made an A.
Dr. Hoffman didn’t know it then, but he’d rekindled a dream. It just needed a little more time.
Three years later I was done with school, teaching English and newspaper and enjoying life with a job that paid the bills and gave me weekends and summers off. My daughter and husband were suffering through my multiple attempts to become a gourmet cook. I didn’t really know something was missing.
Until Dr. Hoffman called to tell me he was offering a seminar class at the graduate level, and he’d like me to take it.
Two years later, I was done with grad school. All I needed to do was write my thesis.
When I submitted my idea, my committee didn’t hide their doubt. A coming-of-age historical novel set in the pre-Civil War era didn’t seem to fulfill the requirements for the assignment.
Dr. Hoffman stood up for me, said I needed a chance.
Thus Honor and Lies was born.
The research that goes into a book like Honor and Lies was crazy intense. I’m sure I still got some of it wrong.
What I didn’t get wrong: the idea that sometimes all you need is a chance and someone who believes in you.
Thanks for being the person who believed in me!