Since I scribbled my first story on Holiday Inn stationary when I was eight years old, I’ve been a writer. I found stories everywhere and never hesitated to entertain any captive audience with them. In my fifth grade autobiography project, I proclaimed to the world (or at least the teacher) that I would be a writer when I grew up. Or a hair stylist. Or a fashion designer.

Though I missed the exits for those secondary careers, I did take a few side trips doing things like being a roadie for my husband’s band, a bread-baking natural-baby-food Earth mother, a university administrative assistant, and then a late-blooming college student. Eventually I found my way back to writing full-time, and am now bouncing along on the journey to publication.

I hope you’ll come back often to check my progress on the bumpy road from writer to published author. You’ll find out about my books, glimpse my cluttered mind on the blog pages, and meet some of my wonderful writer friends.