Interview with maggie grinnell
Hi maggie grinnell, thank you for agreeing to this interview.
Oltobooks : Tell us a little about yourself and your background?
maggie grinnell : I am a childrens book author, poet. I have been writing since 1993.
Oltobooks : What are your ambitions for your writing career?
maggie grinnell : To someday write my autobiography
Oltobooks : When did you decide to become a writer?
maggie grinnell : I don’t know. Something just clicked
Oltobooks : Why do you write?
maggie grinnell : To get my stories out there
Oltobooks : What made you decide to sit down and actually start something?
maggie grinnell : Once I knew my imagination could not be contained.
Oltobooks : Where do your ideas come from?
maggie grinnell : Real life and things I hear
Oltobooks : What is the hardest thing about writing?
maggie grinnell : Discipline
Oltobooks : What is the easiest thing about writing?
maggie grinnell : Coming up with the idea
Oltobooks : If this book is part of a series, tell us a little about it?
maggie grinnell : Not part of a series
Oltobooks : What are your thoughts on writing a book series?
maggie grinnell : I don’t mind
Oltobooks : What is your favourite positive saying?
maggie grinnell : Dance like no one is watching
Oltobooks : Where can you see yourself in 5 years’ time?
maggie grinnell : On a book tour
Oltobooks : What advice would you give to your younger self?
maggie grinnell : Don’t give up
Conversation By :
Oltobooks Team
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I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone