Behind every great, productive writer is a sleepy, snuggly pup.
Well, maybe that isn't exactly the case. But the truth of the matter is that behind every great dreamer, there is a whole team of encouragers and supporters that help that dreamer's dream become a reality. For me, that includes a loving husband, a snuggly pup, a creative best friend, and a whole slew of family members that instilled in me a love of words.
My writing life transitioned from innocent note writing in elementary school and angsty teenager journaling to editorials for my college newspaper and freelance copywriting. I love to read and tell stories, from all different styles and genres.
When I'm not writing, I enjoy spending time with my husband and our Goldendoodle, Elvis. I'll be honest though, even when I am writing, Elvis still ensures that I am "spending time" with him by snuggling my computer or my feet as closely as possible.
The story of how I got my last name is still one of my favorite stories to tell. My sweet David flew me to New York for a "business trip" he had to attend, justifying that his half of the trip was already paid for so why not take advantage of the moment and spend a day in New York together. We planned to casually stroll around Central Park for the hour or so before his "business meeting," but halfway through our stroll, David got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. Of course I said yes, and then proceeded to worry that he would be late for his meeting. That's when he admitted to me that the whole "business" part of the trip had been a coverup for the proposal. The text messages he exchanged with his boss, the business documents he reviewed on the plane, the phone call he made when we landed - all part of the plan.
STILL MY FAVORITE STORY TO TELL
The day of our surprise engagement in NYC.
That was the first day I would wear the ring that would signify our commitment to each other for the rest of our lives. Six months later I graduated college, got married, and moved to Texas to begin our adventure together as The Pressleys. Now I wear the name proudly and secretly love it when my students call me "Miss Press."