I’ve been telling stories as long as I can remember.
After graduating from Brewster Academy, in Wolfeboro New Hampshire, I went to Whitman College where I pursued a degree in Anthropology and a minor in studio art. After a semester abroad, at Monash University in Melbourne Australia, (where I learned more about scuba diving and beach volley ball than anything else) I transferred to the University of Washington where I graduated with a degree in communications.
Although I have always wanted to be a writer I didn’t sit down and try to write in earnest until the summer of 2008. What happened, you wonder? Was I hit on the head, abducted by aliens, given a life altering diagnosis? No, nothing so dramatic, although it might be fun to write about; I just couldn’t put off sitting down at the keyboard any longer.
Having grown up with dyslexia I had always been afraid to put my thoughts down on paper. I can’t spell and my punctuation is atrocious, but when your heart tells you to do something you have to follow it.
Now I can’t stop writing and no one around me is safe. If I’ve met you, you just might end up on the pages of one of my books, so watch out.
When I am not at my desk I can be found hiking, sailing, or skiing. I adore chocolate in any shape or size, too many cups of coffee and laughing (often too loudly according to our daughters) with friends and family.
I believe there is no such thing as a bad reader and love working with writers of any age; especially those with learning disabilities like my own.