What can I tell you about myself? I don't lead a particularly interesting life. If I did, I
wouldn't need, or want, to write fiction. I'd simply write an autobiography.
I was born in Austin, Texas to a father who taught political science at the University of
Texas and a mother who taught piano during the day and played violin in the
symphony at night. We moved around a lot, so I've lived in Texas, Germany, Indiana,
Louisiana, New York and Missouri.
My family owned and raised Arabian horses and while I wasn't as into them as my
two sisters, some of my fondest teenage memories are of me and my sisters
meeting up with neighborhood friends and all of us, on horseback, riding for hours
along Cypress Creek.
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Reading science fiction stories and watching Start Trek were my two greatest passions back in those days. I
loved escaping into a world of make-believe and that love eventually led to my dream of becoming an author.
By the time I entered college, the dream had been replaced with more practical pursuits that eventually resulted
in an undergraduate degree in psychology and two master's degrees in business and health care
administration, respectively. This, at least, enabled me to get a job working on the business side of health care.
Fast forward several years and I was married with three children and living the American dream, complete with a
mortgage and enough other expenses, I knew I could never quit my day job. It wasn't a bad job; just not my
dream job. I figured pursuing the dream would have to wait for "someday."
Late in the 1990's, I realized that "someday" was never going to come and if I wanted to write, I needed to learn to
do it in spite of the time and energy demands of children, family obligations and the day job.
The process of writing and becoming published was a lot more difficult and complicated than I expected and it
would have been so much easier on both myself and my family if I had just given up, but that's not who I am and
it's not the example I wanted to set for my kids.
In 2003, my first book, TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN, was published. Since then I've written and published several
more novels. I wish I could tell you that it's gotten easier over the years, but I'd be lying. But I'm still writing.
loved escaping into a world of make-believe and that love eventually led to my dream of becoming an author.
By the time I entered college, the dream had been replaced with more practical pursuits that eventually resulted
in an undergraduate degree in psychology and two master's degrees in business and health care
administration, respectively. This, at least, enabled me to get a job working on the business side of health care.
Fast forward several years and I was married with three children and living the American dream, complete with a
mortgage and enough other expenses, I knew I could never quit my day job. It wasn't a bad job; just not my
dream job. I figured pursuing the dream would have to wait for "someday."
Late in the 1990's, I realized that "someday" was never going to come and if I wanted to write, I needed to learn to
do it in spite of the time and energy demands of children, family obligations and the day job.
The process of writing and becoming published was a lot more difficult and complicated than I expected and it
would have been so much easier on both myself and my family if I had just given up, but that's not who I am and
it's not the example I wanted to set for my kids.
In 2003, my first book, TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN, was published. Since then I've written and published several
more novels. I wish I could tell you that it's gotten easier over the years, but I'd be lying. But I'm still writing.