I was born in Texas, spending the first half of my childhood outside Odessa and the last half outside Fort Worth. I started writing my first stories in letters to my grandmother, who lived in California. In my kindergarten print, I told her stories about rabbits and dogs and all sorts of other creatures.

My early childhood home was humble and isolated. I had my sister’s company, and as I grew, books. During the summer, my mother would drive us to the library in town once a week so I could exchange my large stack of borrowed books. After exhausting the entire children’s section of the Odessa Public Library, I began venturing into Adult Fiction. When we moved across the state, I dove even further into books, discovering Romance, Historical Fiction, Horror, and Westerns, in addition to the Biographies, Mystery, and Science Fiction I’d loved as a younger child.

I couldn’t wait to get out on my own, so I left home at the age of 17 and have been “adulting” ever since. I lived in Kansas City for several years, where I gave birth to my only child and also received a degree in Psychology from Rockhurst University. After graduating I spent nearly 22 years working as a civil servant for the federal government and raising my son. After launching my son into adulthood and exhausting my capacity for civil service, I decided to immerse myself full time in the stories that plead with me to bring them to life.

When I’m not writing, I serve in the royal court of King Crash the Tailthumper (“Crash” for short), my beloved dog whose internal dialogue I suspect is far more interesting than my own. Crash and I are based in Texas but are a bit nomadic at the moment. We spend most of our time traveling around in our RV visiting places that inspire me to write passionately, read avidly, tend to the land with care, and (occasionally) quilt with conviction.