I was born in Salt Lake City, Utah, on April 20, 19whatever, the youngest of four children. Lucky me -- I share a birthday with Hitler, Napoleon III and the Columbine High tragedy. Oh, and for some reason, the number 420 is a code word for marijuana as well as my birthday! Some day to be born. My mom thought I'd never get here -- I was two weeks late. I've been late ever since. Bane of my life -- trying to be ANYWHERE on time.
My mother was a school teacher in the 30ís when kids had their long underwear sewn on for the winter. My father, an alcoholic brakeman for the Union Pacific Railroad, regularly tormented all of us, especially my mother. She divorced him when I was ten, and married another railroad man, an engineer this time. Some of my fondest memories are of riding the train to my grandparentís farm in Hinkley, Utah. While growing up, I was often told I had ďa flair for the dramatic.Ē In the second grade, I wrote and illustrated a story about a baby whale and read it in front of all the classes. Such a ham, even back then!
I adore animals and canít stand to see any of them hurt or neglected. I'd probably rescue every stray I saw If I could. We have two calico cats and two aging Pomeranians, but ten years ago when we were breeding the dogs, we had as many as eight Poms at one time. Whew! That was a trip!
I married young at 17 and gave birth to two daughters by the time I was 19. My oldest daughter then turned the tables on me and had my first grandson when she was barely 18. I was a grandmother at 35. My practice husband and I divorced after seven tumultuous years, and I gloried in being a single mother and discovering all the joys I missed during my late teen years. But that got old real quick. After three years of doing it all alone, I longed for a soul mate.
I met my forever husband in August of '73 at Single Set, a social group in Salt Lake City. You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince, and I found mine. We were married on St. Patrick's Day, March 17, 1974, at 12:01 a.m. in the LDS Stake Center in Elko, Nevada. We planned our wedding to coincide with a bus trip to Elko for an overnight Single Set jaunt with all our friends. Iíve been married now for 34 years to the most wonderful and supportive hero a girl could wish for. You're listening to OUR song. He had a daughter, too, and we had two more children together, another girl and a boy. We now have five children between us -- his, mine and ours, so to speak -- and five grandchildren. Four are boys, and we couldn't ask for sweeter grandsons, but the light of our life is Kylee, our only granddaughter. She's a very grown-up three right now, and thinks she knows everything Strawberry Shortcake related.
We moved to Washington State in 1979, and after living here almost 30 years, I now consider myself a native. Iíve been writing stories for as long as I can remember, but didnít try novels until the early 1990ís after being ďdownsizedĒ from my career job with IBM managing a word processing/graphics center.
As a member of Romance Writers of America, I served as the Greater Seattle Chapter's newsletter editor, winning first place in 1995 in their national newsletter contest. I also edited the newsletter for the National RWA vice president, and served as assistant coordinator for the RWA National Convention in Dallas, Texas, in 1996. I received the RWA National Service Award at the 1997 conference in Orlando, Florida, for my service and dedication to that organization. TREACHEROUS LOVE was nominated for the prestigious RWA Golden Heart award in 1997.
My newest release, a genre-busting romantic-horror-adventure blend called Identical Deception, will take you on a rolicking, raucous road trip to Hell and back. Two sequels in this series are planned for later this year. This e-book is available at all online bookstores soon from Stonehedge Publishing. I hope you enjoy it.
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