Hello. I’m very pleased to have an opportunity to get acquainted a bit. I don’t know anything at all about you aside from you liking to read, an assumption based on you having arrived at an author’s site. That also means you’re curious. It may even mean you’re considering spending a little of your grocery money on a book. Ask me how I know that.
As a child, I began writing fiction to entertain myself, allowing my imagination to grow small ideas into a story. While raising a family, I wrote only in fits and starts, mostly short stories, since the demands of a home and of a career in nursing didn’t allow much focus on any creative pursuits not directly related to the home and family. The need to write was overridden by the need to get other things done both at home and away.
As a newly divorced mother after nearly two decades of marriage, I struggled to make ends meet after taking several pay cuts so I could have a schedule that better fit with my children’s needs, I began reading other people’s writing as a way of unwinding after a busy day. During those first difficult months, I spent about half of my grocery money on a Friday evening for a trade paperback, if that gives you some idea of the food budget that week. The childlren were not home with me that week, so not to worry that I'd take their food to get my book. Unfortunately, I did not scan the volume well enough before handing over the cash because I was in a yank to get home and be done with dealing with live people for the week.
I made it to--maybe--Chapter 2 and was so disgusted with the gratuitous sex and sleazy main characters that I just tossed (well, make that slammed) it into the wastebasket, wishing I'd bought more groceries instead. Still fuming two days later, I began writing again, this time in earnest; a little fiction here, a little poetry there, and then a whole basketful of ideas for books began to ferment in my world-weary brain.
I have enjoyed a varied and interesting life, filled with varied and interesting characters. Some were wonderful humans, a few were far along the other end of the spectrum, and every one of them left some sort of impression that I can now pull out of my memory bank to flesh out an imaginary character. If you’ve ever been unpleasantly surprised by a twisted, morbid ending to an otherwise okay--or even better than okay--book, be assured that will not happen if you chose to spend your time and money reading any of my offerings. I loathe cliffhangers, dark endings, and anything left untidy, anything that just leaves you wondering and disappointed. I read to be entertained and I write for others who also want to be entertained and left relaxed and satisfied at ‘The End.’
That is not to say that everything goes well, ends happily for everyone, or that there is no ‘sex’ or violence of any sort. Excuse me, but that is not how things work right now. Sexuality is part of being a human, but that is a very broad term and applies to everyone, even if it is only the explanation of how they came to be walking around. There is a huge difference between intimacy and sex; it is quite possible to have one without the other, but humans are designed in a way that they are happiest with a balanced mixture of both. So that’s okay with me and you’ll find that sort of mixture in the stories.
I like people to be happy. I enjoy making new friends, and I find the variety in cultures and ethnicities to be a source of interest. Did I mention that I’m an explorer at heart? Perhaps an archaeologist and for sure a geologist…Viking DNA don’t ya know. These characteristics and bits of history are a fairly good clue to the types of stories you’ll find between my covers.