I come from a long time of story tellers. My grandmothers both loved reading and read to their children from an early age. One grandmother was fond of romances and the other had a particular love of westerns. These two women were both strong survivors. Both were widowed early with young children still at home. They taught me strength, determination, willingness to work hard, and the love of a good story.
Early in life my mother taught me to watch people and see what they are doing and how they are interacting with one another. After years of following her advice and making up stories about what these people I was watching were thinking, I have a boatload of possible characters running around in my head all wanting to come out and tell their story. Once one of them gets hold of me, their story comes pouring out and I just hang on for the ride while they tell me what to write.
My partner of 31 years live in the middle Atlantic area with our best friend, a throw-away dog we adopted many years ago. He is old but still enjoying life.