There was once a little girl with eyes of deepest blue, who always knew what she wanted to do. "When I grow up, I want to be a daring dreamer,” came a tiny voice from somewhere WAY over there. “I know the right way to write,” she said, shaking her cute little head. A knowing smile flashed across her face as her wonderful, whimsical future was embraced.
Fast forward to today and all the blue eyed sweetheart wants to do is play. Playing with words strung in rhyme, while humming every single line. Her fingers click across the keys and create a marvelous, magical fantasy. The little girl is now a mom and every bit a kid. She writes what she writes and rights all that she can.