All About Me
Evidently I was born, although I do not remember the party. Stories indicate I had a pink carnation in the nursery that I greatly admired. I was one of the lucky ones. I have a wonderful family, filled with curiosity, acceptance and more than our fair share of laughter. We have
our tragedies and trials, but somehow, we usually manage to band together and face them with as much strength as possible.
My husband and I have been together for… let’s say we met in 1983. He is not only my companion and friend, but also the guardian of my imagination. I imagine I am not easy to live with on a regular basis, especially because I am not always present where my feet are, but I also tend to babble and talk to my characters as I am plotting. Yes, he deserves a medal.
For thirty years, I was the teacher in a classroom. It was an experience I would never give up and I hope I made a difference for those students, but underneath the apple crusted desk, I was always a writer, an observer and a student of human behavior and responses. My imagination tends to fly in a million directions and it takes a cage to keep it focused.
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So this evening after being on my feet all day, we needed to run out to the store. We were out of a few things and running low on others. On my last days off instead of shopping, I spent my time playing in the garden. Hence the run to the store in the middle of my work week. Friday, Saturday and Sunday are likely to be my busiest days.…
Read MoreI found another review tonight, for Gordon’s Pride. It was great, an insightful review about some of the deeper themes and meanings. It is thrilling to know that people understand the stories I write and enjoy them. So if you have left me a review, thanks. It always warms my heart and makes me dance with joy.
Read MoreNot only do I have feet shaped more like duck feet than human ones, but I am convinced that I have grown to exceed my feet’s weight limit. That must be why after seven hours of being on my feet walking through the store, my feet insist on hurting for the last hour. They cramp at the toes, the arch spasms, the sides ache and throb, and as if that…
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