Sybil Richardson aka Saralee Richardson, is a runt in a family of giants. Beautiful, blonde Amazon woman of overachievers - except for Sybil. One older sister is a lawyer, another a professor and her youngest is a diplomat. Nearly what you would call short, with caramel coloured hair, Saralee never felt she fit in with her "super" family. So she changed her name to Sybil, moved to Vermont, collected a small pack of dogs, and became the secretary to SOWW - Society of Water Witches. Life is good, not exciting, but content. She does not have to deal with her perfect family, does not have to deal with her ex-husband - who was perfect and only amplified her feels of inferiority.
So when Nicholas Fitzsimmons a - divinely perfect - professor who goes around debunking new age witchcraft fads, comes to the small snowy Vermont town, Sybil is not happy. Worse, when it quickly comes to light that Nicholas and Sybil are old souls from a past life things, which make things very sticky for Sybil. Nicholas is darkly beautiful, very tall, smart, and accomplished. Just like Sybil's family. Once more, she feels those few extra pounds and sense she is a "brown elf" rises. But try as she might, she cannot run from Nicholas, or chase him away with her rudeness.
I've been writing since the dawn of time. A child prodigy, I made my first professional sale to Jack and Jill Magazine at the age of 7, for which I received $25 (admittedly my father worked for the publisher). Since then I've written gothics, regencies, romantic suspense, historical romance, series romance -- anything with sex and violence, love and redemption. I misbehave frequently, but somehow have managed to amass lots of glittering prizes, like NYT, PW and USA Today bestseller status, Lifetime Achievement Award from the Romance Writers of America, and a decent smattering of Romantic times and RITA awards.
I live on a lake in Northern Vermont with my incredibly fabulous husband. My two children have flown the coop, but the three cats do their best to keep us from being lonely.
In my spare time I quilt and play around with wearable art, and the rest of the time I write write write. Apparently women of a certain age get a rush of creativity, and I'm currently enjoying it. Too many stories to write, not enough hours in the day.
