Always writing. For love of people, travel, and life.
My first novel was three pages long. Something about a monkey.
From there my stories have woven a tapestry of travels and adventures, lives lived well, and poignant memories.
The words are how we peer into the human soul and get a glimpse of real, beautiful, tangled life.
ADULT FICTION
A short story or two is always in the works. I have dozens of characters in line to audition. I also write novels. Mostly about families, friends, and the relationships in between.
ADULT NONFICTION
FOR THE KIDS
thoughts and reflections.
In My Dog-ged Defense
My childhood was devoid of gerbils, hamsters, birds, or fish. Other than the photo below, I don’t recall owning a cat. And definitely—NO DOGS! As a preteen, I suffered through a sleepover that included a pony-sized Weimaraner. I learned that its house-rattling bark...
Pineapples! Grow Your Own!
Years ago, my neighbor noticed my withering fuchsia and neglected Christmas cactus. With shame, I admitted my homicidal history with plants. She said, “Grow pineapples. They thrive on neglect!” Lacking confidence, I bought the prickly fruit, cut off their tops, and...
Books By My Bed
While checking out a dozen titles, the librarian said, “What a variety!” I take pride in my eclectic reading habits. Library books on top, arranged by due date. Books I own sink to the bottom. Sometimes they take months to finish. But after examining the fresh...