Glenda Simpson

My imagination has always led me to tell stories. Many experiences from my past were the inspiration for episodes in my books. For exampIe, I used to go with my dad to feed his cattle when he had his herd of Herefords. He had big buckets of food that smelled like licorice and blocks of salt he would put out for the cattle to lick. When the bull would begin pawing and bellowing, it made you think he was going to charge. This memory was "fodder" for my story about Cheatiebo and Roy on one of their first dates.