Things I Always Knew by Nancy Cadle Craddock


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I always knew somehow I’d write Winsley Walker and Other Flying Objects. It took a lot of determination and my Critique Group to do it but it has been a real labor of love.

I knew I wanted to write a laugh-out-loud kind of book. I’d even give a guarantee. If Winsley Walker and Other Flying Objects doesn’t make you laugh-out-loud or smile a lot (in case you’re not the laughing kind), just let me know and I’ll give you your money back.

I wanted to draw young readers to a humorous place where they might forget about divorcing parents, empty pantries and maybe even lingering negative words that often robbed them of their self-confidence and carefree childhood days. I knew I’d try to replace all of that with thoughts of triumph and hope by what my characters did and said.

I wanted to write like me. My setting would be a small southern community and my style of writing would be southern, folksy.

I thought about Will Tweety (remember him) and the bond he had with his grandfather. It was like the one my brother and I had with our grandfather.  It was a special thing and special things  bring hope and happiness. I knew I wanted to write about that.

I also knew that life can turn from humdrum to hilarious, often in the same day. I wanted to show that to readers.

I knew I wanted to bury a secret about me somewhere in the pages of my book and I did.

I knew I’d find a way to share my story if I had to publish it myself. Which I did.  I now answer to  “The Little Red Hen” which only makes me smile and… laugh-out-loud.

I knew I’d want to thank everyone who buys my book, so if you do, I’m sincerely thanking you right now and sending a big smile your way.  Thank you, friend!

NOTE: Winsley Walker and Other Flying Objects is now in print and Kindle:



4 thoughts on “Things I Always Knew by Nancy Cadle Craddock

  1. I went through that process too. I have my father’s Underwood typewriter with a ribbon…not the kind you put in your granddaughter’s hair, but one that’s “inked”. What a mess, but I sold a story written on it to AP. Then I got a Brother, an electric typewriter! Still no whiteout. Then I got my son’s hand-me-down first computer. And now a Mac that drives me nuttier than I already am! Progress!

    • Barbara,

      I’m so sorry that I didn’t respond earlier.

      I am trying to be more computer savvy but in the battle of Man Vs. Machine, Machine is winning which is why I probably didn’t see your response.

      I definitely remember typewriter ribbon… and the thrill of self-correcting white tape, which you would put on top of a typed mistake and strike the key again in an effort to “erase” your mistake. It didn’t work well but it seemed like progress and often spared one from starting all over again.

      I guess we can always be thankful that we weren’t chiseling stones!

      At any rate, keep writing and many thanks for responding!


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