I was born in Kansas in the back seat of a car on the way to a hospital nine miles away. It was lifetimes ago and I don't remember it, of course, but my official State Birth Certificate says so. Now I'm California Grandma to a grown New York Grandson. (He's the BEST!) I've lived a lot of life in between--a lifetime full of happy, sad, fun, tragic, adventurous, terrifying, illuminating, never boring stories.
So many stories!
I love to dance. I love cats and rainbows and butterflies and love and the ocean and flowers and kindness and all of nature.
Also, I'm a little afraid of the Internet.
I have loved books from the day I learned to read when I was five in first grade. The desire to write didn't happen until much later. I had some interest in journalism in middle school but never even had the nerve to keep a journal until high school. That didn't turn out so well. But that's another story. In college a professor praised one of my writing assignments and a seed of the thought "I want to be a writer" was planted. But I moved away, got married, had children, got divorced, worked two and three jobs, and generally had most of life's excuses for not writing professionally.
And now, this is my web site,
where I will write.
I haven't taken the time to think about my style or what that even means. Maybe a hint of my style is in this thought I ran across in a journal from 12 years ago.
You really do need alone time. It's impossible to know what you need to be happy if you have no time to
explore yourself.
I launched this website accidentally a year ago and never told anyone until my journey back to L.A. from Cabo this week. Thank you my unknown friend who sat next to me on the plane ride back for the motivation for me to explore myself and discover my style.