M Theresa Tseng is traditionally a storyteller and a rebel at heart.
Raised in a family of nine children in Windsor Canada she had plenty of siblings to rehearse the fine tuning of storytelling. The stories were rebellious in nature, illustrating a desire to escape the drudgeries of domestic life. Acting the part of each character produced diabolical qualities to both hero and anti-hero. Like the tales of the Arabian Nights, the tales were ongoing.
After high school, MT and her brother Wayne decided to hitchhike across western Canada before finding a full time job. On the road, she wrote in her diary of people she met and places they’ve been. It was during the Vietnam war and many young men crossed the US boarder to avoid consription. Many were hungry, sick and missed their families. She recalls meeting two young men from Newfoundland. One of the them was very sick and coughed up blood. With discheveled hair and clothing in tathers with holes in their shoes, they hitched for a ride to find a job in the fields. MT and her brother shared whatever food they had.
MT worked in various jobs such as waitressing, clerical work and as a switchboard operator for several years in Montreal. Eventually she married, moved to the US and had three children. When the children were old enough to go to school, MT went to college to become a French high school teacher and taught for six years. Dwindling funds in education across the country made a lot of school boards anxious to cut back on programs. Modern languages was getting the hatchet in many schools across the nation. A future in French looked glim.
The children eventually flew out of the nest and she decided it was time to abandon the winter snow and cold of Buffalo, NY and fly to a warmer climate. She worked in Honolulu for two years teaching French part time and tutored for three years. One day she decided to walk down to her favorite restaurant in Waikiki called Lulu’s and contemplated her future. As she sat at the bar drinking an Irish coffee on St. Patrick’s Day, nostalgic memories of adolescent heroes set her mind wandering. Not to be overlooked, the bartender began recounting interesting tidbits to catch a lady’s attention. He had a distinct style of blending humor, melancholy and satire, and he was not averse to exaggeration. His antics added fuel to unresolved feelings of helplessness, limitation, and insecurity within her. Later that afternoon she transformed unwanted negativity into literary passion. The knot in her chest unfastened, and she could not prevent the creative juices from erupting.
Next Saturday morning, she took a counter seat looking over the ocean and drew up a plan to her first Veluli novel. Months later, with laptop in hand she began typing. She frequents Lulu’s weekly for Saturday breakfast and to work on her novel. The restaurant offers a tree top decor and white noise from clients and servers that adds a heartwarming family ambiance.
MT is now working on her second novel “Macrocosmic Spin” in the Veluli series.
She can be reached at: firstname.lastname@example.org