From the open road to compelling narratives
Discover the extraordinary journey of cmwrites, from navigating challenging highways as a truck driver to crafting deeply personal stories that resonate with the heart. Explore how life's unexpected turns can shape a powerful voice.
The open road: a woman's journey in the 70s
Driving a truck in the 1970s wasn’t just a job; it was a statement. For a woman, it meant stepping into a world that didn’t expect you and didn’t particularly want you there. The roads were rough, the mountain passes unforgiving, and many highways left little room for mistakes. You learned quickly that skill wasn’t optional; it was survival.
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Finding a Voice
Long before the trucks, I loved writing. I discovered this passion in a public speaking class at school, realizing I could make people smile, even laugh, with the stories I created. Words gave me a way to connect, to shape experience into something meaningful. That love never left me. Decades later, on December 20, 2024, my first book was published, and I have published several more since. Writing became more than a passion; it became a way to understand my own life.
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Echoes from the Dark Clouds (Series) Book 1 A Walk in the Fog
The Echoes from the Dark Clouds books in this series were written from different angles, each one reflecting a stage of discovery. While I was living through the experience, I did not understand what was happening to me. I only knew I was not myself. I was unhappy, confused, and unable to leave.
It took six departures to break the pattern. When I finally stayed gone, I thought the worst was over. I did not yet know the real work was only beginning. Healing did not come in a straight line. It moved forward, slipped back, circled around, and slowly settled into clarity.
A Constant Tug of War
You may know that something isn't right somewhere along the line. You may have even tried to get away, only to find you cannot stay away.
I had known for months that I was being scammed. Even when I left the first time, I was not free at all. I didn't know then why I had to go back to him. I only knew that I needed him to tell me what to do.
I felt lost, alone, and very scared. I was not aware of many things at this point; I only knew I had to return because I needed him, but I didn't understand why.
I only knew the need for him was overwhelming me; it was consuming me. Little did I know what waited for me when he took me back.
Many people get caught in this kind of trap, and it is complicated. It becomes a tug-of-war between the heart and the mind, a pressure so deep it is difficult to explain. If you have felt this, you are not alone. My hope is that by sharing my journey, you may find a path toward your own understanding and healing.
