More About the Author
Like most people I don't enjoy talking about myself. In fact,although I received an 'A' in my Public Speaking course in college, I'm convinced my professor took pity on me. So to keep myself out of the public eye, and my mouth firmly closed as it should be, I stay behind my computer and live in my imaginary world filled with imaginary people who all think I'm cool. It gives me an ego boost for when my son tells me I'm so not.
There are three things people need to know about me. If you know those, you know me. I'm a relatively easy person to figure out, I think.
First, and most importantly, I love my family. Everything that is in me is theirs. I cherish them and nothing comes before them in life. Nothing. There isn't anything left to say other than this: in all the words in all the known languages, there isn't a word strong enough to describe my love for my family.
A distant second, I love my work. Writing is my dream. I love everything about it. From the first spark of an idea, to sketching an outline, meeting my characters, and finally writing their story. Even editing, which most people think authors dread, I love. What do I love most? The readers, of course. Although, when someone reads my work, it's a very personal and vulnerable experience. I get nauseous when the first reviews start coming in.
And third, I love to read. Actually, it was very hard to decide on numbers two and three because they could easily be switched. Reading is sometimes my second love. After all, the love of reading instilled in me the love of words, which ultimately led to my love of writing.
Okay, so that's the serious stuff that I'm supposed to tell you so I sound like a grown up, mature author. Here's the scoop and the totally screwed up portion of me, well, at least what I could fit in the little box I had to write in:
I can't write without a hoodie. Yeah, I live it Texas. I didn't say I'd make sense.
I do all my writing in men's pajama pants. I even wear them to the corner store if I need milk or whatever. This totally embarrasses my kids and makes me incredibly happy. I strive to embarrass my kids at least once a day. It's my God given right after going through labor.
I'm a horrible speller. Spell check and I are good buddies.
I majored in accounting in college. I was required to declare a major, but I had no clue what I wanted to do, so I picked accounting because it was the first thing listed in the booklet the counselor gave me. I did carry a 4.0 GPA, though. Go figure.
Forget coffee. Hand over the Red Bull or Monster Khaos and no one gets hurt. Seriously, just set it down and step away. I will morph into a normal human after I guzzle my can of caffeine.
I hate to cook, but love to watch cooking shows on television.
I paint my nails weird colors just to see my husband roll his eyes and make my 9 year-old twin girls giggle, and, of course, mortify my 13 year-old son. This fits in the embarrassing them at least once a day category, too.
I'm a hopeful romantic and love swoon-worthy endings that keep the butterflies going for days, but I don't believe a HEA always ends with the boy getting the girl. Sometimes a HEA is an ending we don't see coming, but is still best for the characters.
I write across genres in the young adult and new adult age groups while eating way too many peanut butter M&Ms (but we'll keep that second part just between us).
I was born and raised in Flint, Michigan, but now live in a suburb of Houston, TX with my very supportive family, a 125lb rescue "puppy" and a 12lb attack cat, also a rescued pet.
And last, but never least, I'd love to hear from you. So drop me an email! Let's chat. You tell me what you like in books, what you'd like to see happen in the writing community, what type of books you'd like to see more of... less of... I want to hear it all.
So tell me. Because the one thing I wish I could put on my list, but I still haven't figured it out yet, is mind reading. But don't tell my kids. I still have them fooled.