Judy Hurd

It is a personal perspective as to when life really takes off. Mine was the first day employed by Yosemite Park and Curry Company when I met Steve while eating lunch with a group of very new acquaintances. He asked if he could take me to dinner. It was quite a surprise that evening opening my door to find a Park Ranger standing on the other side. It took a couple blinks to realize he was the same man I’d met at lunch, and very handsome in uniform. We were married the next year.

Living in far-flung ranger stations from Alaska to Florida, Washington, DC to California was one of the perks of our marriage, but often it left me with time on my hands. So, I started putting the stories that chased around in my head to paper. I have been writing ever since.

I am not such just when I started telling stores. Once, cleaning out closets for my mother, I discovered newspapers from the day the United States entered WWII and the day FDR died, a copy of the Constitution, and stacks of children’s drawings. Under it all was a sheaf of paper with scribbles on bother sides. I asked Mother why she was saving that particular stack of paper. She said I had told her it was my first novel. I had not yet turned three. Over the years growing up in a crowded family, laying in sleeping bags under the stars next to siblings and cousins at my parents off the grid, high-desert cabin, I was the evening entertainment.

When we, Steve and I retired from the National Park Service to Oregon, I took the next fledgling writer’s step and joined a writers’ organization (Willamette Writers) that led to getting on the internet (JudyHurd.com) to showcase my writing. That was fulfilling for a while, but I wanted to broaden my audience outside my family and associates. I had a writer friend who in his off-handed way introduced me to Luminare Press and away I went. It has been a successful venture thanks to the knowledgeable staff at Luminare. I hope you will pick up one of my books, and even more that you enjoy reading it.