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Julianne Ardian Lee In the words of Bill Cosby, "I started out
as a child." I was born in Age
four...ish At twelve I began to write for fun, which I think is the only real reason to write fiction. I figured it beat reality any old day, and I liked sitting at the desk in my room, pretending to be doing something worthwhile. Daydreaming with a purpose, and gradually I realized I could gain approval for the very thing teachers used to criticize me for in class. I wanted to be an actor, and by the age of sixteen my dream - pipe dream - was to attend the American Academy of Dramatic Arts . But I knew it would never happen. The Academy was in New York, and that was too far away to even contemplate seriously. So I started college as an art major. I was a terrible artist. I did a good job of fooling myself and everyone around me, but eventually I gave up the charade and left home for Los Angeles at twenty. What, ho! When I got there I found the American
Academy had recently opened
Los Angeles,
1973 Almost immediately after graduating from the Academy, I met
and married Dale Lee. We left Los Angeles, but I was kicking and screaming the
whole way. Twenty-odd years later, I still miss the place. We had two kids
right away, so I now had three children, one of each: a boy, a girl, and a
husband. There were a couple of acting jobs, most notably two days on "At
Close Range," a feature film starring Christopher Walken That's me in the middle, acting up a
storm.
Throughout this time I'd kept writing, though sporadically, and about then I began a second novel. Gradually an inkling came there might be a possibility of becoming published. I sure wasn't any good at anything else I might have done locally. On January 27, 1987 I bought my first copy of Writers Digest. Another turning point in my life. For the next several years I wrote manuscripts, sent the work out, joined writers groups, and workshopped my novels with the Green River Writers in Louisville, KY. After seven years I sold my first short story, Culture Control, to the now defunct Cosmic Unicorn. Immediately afterward I was hired by the local newspaper. From there I went to writing actor interviews for Starlog Magazine , a job for which I was singularly qualified. I also wrote some video sleeve copy for Fox Home Video. That stands as the most highly paid time per hour I've ever spent, and I loved it even if it did attract sympathy from misguided folks who thought it less honorable than scribbling poetry for no money. I was right there with Liberace, crying all the way to the bank. All the while, though, I continued to write novels and novel proposals to send to New York.
Twelve years, twelve completed novel manuscripts, and
eight proposals for uncompleted novels after buying that Writer's Digest, I
sold a novel. Sold from an outline, "Son of the Sword" was my thirteenth
completed manuscript. Lucky thirteen. Very lucky. Suddenly, during my
son's senior year in high school, I was able to put money aside for college.
Truvy,
'95
I like my job. The kids are on their own now, and I want a bumper sticker like those honor student ones, only mine will say, "My child is a sober, responsible, tax-paying ADULT." So there.
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Culture Control
The song remains the
same.
First published in Cosmic Unicorn.
As Ye Believe
Discovering the power of
faith, if you dare.
Winner of the Green River Writers' 1992 President's Prize
for best short story.