Why I Write: Trish Doller

When I was a little girl, no blank sheet of paper or plain white restaurant placemat was safe from my pencil. As soon as I learned how to make words, I was driven to write them. I wrote little rhyming poems, stories about leprechauns, and sometimes just my name, over and over again.

 I moved on to blank notebooks as I got older, unable to resist the sound a notebook makes when you open it for the first time. Accepting the invitation of those fresh, clean, blue-lined pages. I rewrote pages of my favorite books, inserting myself as a friend or the main character.

And then came computers, with black screens and green blinking cursor (yes, I’m that old) and I filled floppy disks with stories about girls and young women that I had no idea were YA. I printed them out on long green and gray striped dot matrix printer pages so I could edit them.

 When I had children, writing was a place I could go to find myself when I was lost in a sea of dishes and diapers. And when I went back to work, I gravitated toward jobs that included writing: advertising copywriting, newspaper reporting.

So why do I write?

I write because it’s programmed into my DNA. It flows through me like my own blood. Because I can’t imagine a life without it.

I write because I have to write.

Trish Doller was born in Germany, but grew up in Ohio. She went to college at Ohio State University, got married to someone really great, bounced from Maine to Michigan and back to Ohio for awhile. She now lives in Florida with my her mostly grown kids, two dogs, and a pirate. For real. 

 She's worked as a radio personality, a newspaper reporter, and spent every summer in college working at an amusement park. These days shes work as a bookseller at a Very Big Bookstore. And she write. Her debut novel, Something Like Normal, comes out on June 19.

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I just came home from Afghanistan. 

My parents are splitting up. My brother has stolen my girlfriend. (He also stole my car.) And I'm haunted by the ghost of my best friend. 

Then I run into Harper. (Technically, her fist runs into my face.) She's beautiful, smart, funny...and wants nothing to do with the messed-up Marine who ruined her life. 

Sometimes the best you can hope for is something like normal. 

Sometimes what you get can be even better.

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