Oh well, here goes.
I suppose I should start by writing a little about me - and if you know me, you'll know there is very little that is 'little' about me.
I love to write. I love to write a bit more than I love to dance. I'm not sure how well I do either especially as I have a spatial awareness problem and a darn disability. Perhaps, if you've seen me dance or write, you can comment and let me know?
Like many wannabe writers and actual writers I have loved to write since I found that I could. I wrote lots of stories and kept them in an old battered faux leather suitcase, the sort that was around in the 60's that many kids seemed to have. When we moved house in 1973, my parents decided it didn't need to come with us. I guess that's why I hoard, why I'm so protective of things dear to me. It's such a load of carpe diem.
I didn't write again until I was about fourteen. Such a lot of typical teenage angst stuff - nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I'm going down the garden to eat worms kinda stuff. Only, back then, we didn't have a garden but we did do a lot of camping.
I dipped into writing on and off and have some of my dire short stories, typewritten and tippexed, in a red folder somewhere.
When I left the police force in 2005, I had started to write fiction (and some not so fiction) in earnest. I joined a few online writing forums and turned my OU degree from Social Sciences to Creative Writing. I even won a couple of competitions. My first win was with Twisted Tongue http://www.twistedtongue.co.uk with my story Post Mortem. It inspired me. I felt like I'd come home and this was what I should be doing. Ha.
I decided I needed a name. I didn't like Sharon. Never had. And my best friend is called Tracey and we used to work together and I didn't want to be part of Viz or some lad-lit comedy. And who had ever heard of anyone called Sharon ever making it? I'm sure they have - Sharon Tate - she ended up with her head cut off.
So I thought long and hard and I decided I liked the name Effie. Can't remember the thought processes but then my husband came up with Effie Merryl. I liked it. A lot. Then he said, yes, Ephemeral. Hmm. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ephemeral)
But I still liked. And if I only lasted for one day then it had better be good. I'm working on it.
Why should I blog?
Because everyone else seems to do it.
People tell me I should.
I enjoy networking and it's a great way to network.
I love writing.
I like the sound of my own writing voice (sometimes).
A way of remembering the things of the past when my mind forgets (through old age/alcohol/otherwise)
And probably many other reasons which I will remember as I go along this well trodden path.
If you don't like what I say, you don't have to read. I promise not to flame you so please don't flame me. I may rant a bit. I may rant a lot, but I wouldn't want to offend you.
Oh - and if you like what I say, please let me know and follow me.
Who will be the first the comment?