I presume if you came all the way out here to my website, you’re looking to find out more than the anonymous ‘canned’ biography. So, okay… Here’s the dirt. Who -is- this crazy lady who writes doorstoppers about genetically engineered super-soldier angels and unapologetically breaks all of the rules about book length, characters and genre?
Question: Which is better … Star Trek or Star Wars?
Me: They both rock! Let’s give Captain Kirk a lightsabre!!!
I live on the Utopian sandbar known as Cape Cod with my wonderful husband and three beautiful kids, plus an older daughter who did a stint in the U.S. Army (go ARMY!!!) and two fantastic step-kids.
I ‘published’ my first book in the fourth grade, a horror novel called ‘The Spook Cellar’ about a black cat and a chicken that went into a spooky basement to battle a ghost. Alas, it went out of print when I lost my one-and-only crayon-illustrated copy, but my second book, called ‘Buffy and Miffy’ still survives. That book was also about a black cat and a chicken who overcame prejudice to become friends. They say ‘write what you know,’ so I guess it won’t take a rocket scientist to figure out I had a black cat and chickens at that age! I also won my first literary award that year for best fifth-grade poetry statewide. I still remember the poem even though the paper copy has long ago been lost:
A coyote is a wonderful thing,
That has pups in the spring.
A coyote has a needle nose,
And doesn’t sit around and pose,
A coyote, so pretty, is not a pet,
But he’s one of God’s creatures, don’t forget
Yeah … in addition to a black cat and chickens, I had a shepherd-collie mix named ‘killer’ who looked like a, guess what? [*Audience whispers ‘A coyote…’*] I still have my five shiny silver dollars someplace, which back then was a lot of money. It encouraged me to keep writing and stay in school which, given my family background, wasn’t a given.
Like many of you, I was picked on when I was younger, so now my three youngest children and I all study USA Urban GoJu Karate with a wonderful Sensei who tolerates my occasionally hijacking class to reality-test the action in a battle scene. I’ve earned a second-degree black belt, but really, I’m not that scary (picture a frumpy middle-age mom wielding sais). It was on my bucket list and, hey, I really enjoy it?
A girls gotta have her pretty, shiny deadly things…
Writing is my therapy, the way I grind axes and cope with societal issues that strike me as unfair. I plead the fifth about any resemblance my characters may have to actual, live people…
So, that’s enough about me…
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Uncreation by the Dark Lord costs extra…