In 2005 Cheri embarked on one of the most amazing journeys of her life . . . a journey into the world of writing and self-publishing.
She had always dreamed of writing for children, but it was her grandchildren that inspired Cheri to take her dream one-step further. “My playful imagination is still a big part of who I am,” Cheri says with a grin. “Just ask my 6 grandchildren (all girls) . . . they say grandma is SO SILLY.
I love it! Being a grandma is the best.”
In 2006 Cheri published her first children's book, Winter’s First Snowflake followed with a second printing by Spring of 2007. While Snowflake was taking off, Cheri continued to write and work with artist, Patricia M. Rose, to create and publish her second book, The Curious Polka~Dot Present. Cheri's latest book, One Wish for Winifred Witch, is considered by some to be her best work yet and will soon be available on the iPad as a "Read Aloud" Book . . . read by Cheri herself. (a little peek)
Cheri’s books have not only delighted children of all ages, but have received the highest of accolades by being awarded the prestigious “Mom’s Choice Award Seal” and the “Dove Foundation Family Seal.” She continues to share her passion for reading and writing by speaking to children, teachers, and community organizations throughout the Midwest.
Once again, Cheri’s grandchildren have inspired her writing by asking her to try something new . . . write a chapter book. Tentatively entitled Frogwilla, this enchanting tale about a little tree frog is quite unique as it is truly a family project. You see, the story was inspired by granddaughter, Hannah, age 12, and illustrated by granddaughter, Aubrey, age 15, with a little help from Grandpa (Cheri’s husband). Look for Frogwilla’s release in April, 2013.
I came into this world on a very cold January morning in 1948 in the “Windy City”, Chicago, Illinois. My mother and I, along with
Cheri and Patty discuss Winter's First Snowflake. Learn more about the talents of Patricia Rose.
my grandparents, moved to Niles, Michigan before I turned two years old.
During these early years, my imagination and fascination with the world around me was the beginning of a lifelong relationship with words. I would read my favorite stories and then dress up and act them out, to the amusement of my mother and my grandparents and any other unsuspecting relative or friend of the family.
I remained an only child until I turned nine. Until then, my constant childhood playmate was my cousin, Donnie, who is five months older than I am. (Which I still like to remind him of today.) We would spend our days exploring the world around us with nothing more than a few toys, each other and our imagination. We would make up stories and imaginary playmates in order to fill ours days with great adventures.
When I grew up my childlike imagination didn’t go away. It gave me the freedom to enjoy new and exciting adventures with my three daughters. It was during this time that I started writing down some of my ideas and stories. I didn’t have a notebook or journal. I would write things down on scrap pieces of paper, even on the back of phone bills, it didn’t matter. But I never told anyone about them. My life got busy and the writing stopped, but then I was blessed with grandchildren and life was renewed. One never really knows what path life will take you down, but I have learned to never give up on a dream and always believe in yourself.
My husband and I have raised three wonderfully talented daughters, who have given us, so far, six fantastic and imaginative granddaughters. It is from these wonderful granddaughters that my passion for writing stories has been rekindled. They have given me back my childhood and I am loving every minute. Everyone should take a moment and enter the world of a child. After all, they say that the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past.