From the very beginning, my English writing has been a family affair. Early in my writing career in this country, I wrote several children's picture books about my sons and the issues they faced having a Chinese mother and a Caucasian father. My parents do not speak English, so one manuscript I wrote concerned the issue of communication between my sons and their grandmother. Another dealt with identity issues of sons who are "half-Chinese." In the beginning, the boys thought it was fun being models. Later, I had to bribe them into letting my husband Phil, who is an advanced amateur photographer, take their pictures for the books.
These manuscripts went unpublished. I sent them off to several publishing houses, and received only rejection slips, despite several encouraging notes from editors. (The manuscripts are still valuable to me, however, as they are documents of my family's history.) Undaunted, I continued to write stories that I thought had merit, and did not give up.