My Journey to Being a Published Author – Making a Dream Come True
I have been an avid reader all my life. My parents encouraged me to read at an early age. I remember weekly trips to the library with my mother – I would be allowed to pick out three or four books each week, and they never seemed to last for the entire week. Even back then, I remember thinking how cool it would be to write my own book. As a teenager, I kept journals, and there was even an attempt at fiction, or rather, romantic fiction, about a soccer player I had a crush on. Thankfully, that creation disappeared somewhere along the way during one of my moves either from my parents’ house to college, or to my first home – I can only imagine how reading it now would make me cringe in embarrassment.
The dream of writing a book never completely died, but life got in the way. There were always excuses – I was too busy, I had a full time job, I didn’t really know what I wanted to write about. Forget that I didn’t know what I wanted to write about – I didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up! I started my professional life by translating manuals for a computer manufacturer. Then I wrote and translated ad copy for a magazine about diesel and gas turbines. After that, I tried being a travel agent for a while. Eventually, I ended up working at a financial services corporation, beginning as a receptionist and working my way up into middle management. After fifteen years in corporate America, I had enough, and started to pursue discovering my true passion. For the next twelve years, I worked in various facets of the veterinary profession. I loved it. I did everything from cleaning cages to answering phones to giving injections and placing catheters. Eventually, I managed a veterinary hospital for eight years before starting my own business, Healing Hands, which provides Reiki treatments for pets and people. As part of marketing Healing Hands, I began to write and publish an online newsletter titled News for You and Your Pet, and I discovered how much I really love writing. My thoughts turned to writing a book again.
And then, along came Buckley. Suddenly, I had a subject so compelling that all the excuses that had stopped me from writing a book before fell away, and Buckley’s Story was born. Buckley passed away Thanksgiving weekend of 2008, and I began writing the book in January of 2009. Rather than going the traditional publishing route, I choose to self-publish. It was important to me to get her story out to the world in time for the first anniversary of her passing. I thoroughly investigated all the options. I knew that I wanted more than just a vanity press. I wanted mainstream distribution for the book, and I wanted the book to look really good. After months of research, I choose iUniverse. They offer what is considered assisted self-publishing. I had professional help all along the way – from content editing to copy editing to cover design to interior design, and since my book received an Editor’s Choice and Rising Star designation from iUniverse, I even receive marketing support. I could not have been happier with my experience with them.
I finished writing Buckley’s Story in May 2009. I’m often asked how I was able to write the book in such a short period of time. I wanted to capture the raw emotion without letting time dissipate the impact. Once I started writing, the book almost wrote itself. It was like something greater than myself flowed through me. It was inspiration, but it was more than that, too. And Buckley most definitely had a paw in it, too.
Publishing Buckley’s Story is the single most important achievement of my life to date. The moment when I held the first copy of the book in my hands was one of indescribable joy. Making a lifelong dream come true is heady stuff – and it’s even more meaningful to me because by publishing Buckley’s Story, I get to share her story with the world – a story about the important role animals play in our lives by teaching us universal lessons about opening the heart and living a joyful life.




I admire you for writing Buckley’s Story but I haven’t gotten up the courage to read it yet. I’ve lost too many beloved felines during my lifetime and it still hurts. Most recently my sweet orange tabby, Ginger, ill with any enlarged heart at age 15 left my yard on the evening of July 3, 2008, and was never seen again. I nursed her for over 14 months with daily medications and tempting tidbits and when she didn’t come home, I walked the fields around my house and the neigborhood for months without sight of her. I sometimes dream that she’s come home but wake up only to realize it was a dream. I still have two beautiful boys and a ‘border’ from a neighboring house, but my heart aches because my Ginger is not ‘home’ like all the others before her who rest in my flower beds. I can’t read Buckley’s Story…
Ingrid, thank you so much for the fascinating pathway of how you got to where you are! Some people are lucky enough to know what they want to do, but others need to create it from the raw materials of their lives. And you are truly an example to follow in how you created the whole spectrum of Buckley and her story. I hope it continues through 2010.
It was a bit of a twisted path at times, Bernadette, but every experience along the way made me who I am today. And let’s not forget Buckley – she definitely came into my life at a time when I was ready for her lessons. What is it they say? When the student is ready, the teacher appears? Well, in my case, the teacher came in a seven pound feline body:-)
Thanks for the good wishes – I can’t wait to see where 2010 takes me!
Esther, my heart goes out to you for all your losses, and it particularly breaks for you with regards to Ginger. Not knowing what happened to her, and not having something tangible, physical, to bury and hang on to, must be devastating. Thank you for sharing your story – sometimes, the mere act of sharing can help to lessen the grief ever so slightly, and someone else might read your story and in turn, be comforted by knowing they’re not alone in their pain.
I completely understand that you feel that you’re not able to read the book. You’re not the only one. One of my closest friends, who’s actually in the book, and who was part of Buckley’s final days, has not been able to read the last two chapters. Perhaps at some point down the road, you might decide it might bring you comfort, but if not, that’s okay, too.
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