Rebecca Tsaros Dickson writes. Because it's what she knows.
Stints as a reporter for two daily newspapers, which included two Presidential Primary races, taught her the value of a well-chosen word. She left journalism in 2006 to play Momma, but instead found herself filling blank pages (hundreds) while the kids napped. Her first book was released in November 2010. The collection of short stories, aptly titled "I Could Tell You Stories," was released with its own playlist and a boatload of art.
Her newest release, "Say My Name," began as an experiment on her blog. A fictional story about high school lovers who reconnect in their 40s, it rides the edge of life's toughest moments. It aims at teaching us how we interact as people through voyeuristic scenes of love and loss. And it is raw with emotion, a style which began with "I Could Tell You Stories."
Her new project, temporarily dubbed "Don't Ruin my Life: Crap my kids say" is in the works.
Becky remains feisty, brash and unapologetic. It took her 39 years to figure out that she's perfectly okay. In October 2012, she turned 40 - a milestone she celebrates every day by scratching things off her bucket list.
Becky lives with people - and too many dogs - in the middle of nowhere, New Hampshire. For now, it's where she belongs.