As a child, I often escaped into a fantasy world of my own making. Whether I was in the fairy world that existed underneath my favorite Weeping Willow Tree, prowling through the woods and mountains that I dearly love, climbing on my favorite rock formations, or simply running barefoot through freshly plowed fields, my imagination was wild and free.

I was born, raised, and still live in Northeast Alabama; an area blessed with mountains, lakes, rivers, farms, and large loving families. The area carries its own history, lore, and myths that call to my imagination. I was lucky enough to have all four of my grandparents living and teaching me throughout my childhood and on into my early adulthood. Their lessons were many and I was a sponge.

My paternal grandfather taught me about the rewards that came with silence and patience; how to become one with the area, how to observe wild animals in their natural habitats, how to watch the changing weather patterns, and so much more. My grandmother, who is still living at the age of 98, taught me about herbs, herbal remedies, some healing techniques taught to her by her mother; how to take away headaches, how to remove warts, and more.

From my maternal grandfather, I learned to revere the land and be thankful for all that nature provided. He taught me to love and care for others. He was a firm believer in education and taught me to always listen to my heart and follow my dreams. It was my maternal grandmother that taught me the love of words and the English language. She read her dictionary faithfully and corrected me often. She loved me unconditionally and encouraged me in all my endeavors. I made up my own stories before I could read, and once I learned to read, I devoured book after book. When I learned to write, I wrote story after story. My grandmother praised them all. She gave me courage and self-esteem.

I wrote poems, essays, and articles. In high school, I worked on the newsletter for three years; serving as editor for two of those three years. But, my heart loved creating fiction; fantasy most of all. After high school, I attended a local community college intending to major in journalism, but life got in the way. I had married during my senior year of high school, graduated in May, and gave birth to my oldest daughter in August. For years, I worked full-time, attended college part-time, (off and on), and raised a family. Even when life was hard, I never lost sight of wanting to become a writer.

Years passed, my oldest daughter finished college, married, and started a family of her own. My youngest daughter was in high school. I was in my second marriage to a man who encouraged and helped me attain my dreams. I entered college, once again, and earned an Associate’s Degree in Human Services. Working full-time as a social worker with the local school system helped me fulfill my dream of helping people, especially children, but left little time or energy for writing. Being an empath, I tended to want to help every family I worked with, which resulted in my working many unpaid hours; going above and beyond my job duties; neglecting my family, and myself.

My health began to suffer. I gained weight, developed sleep apnea, and high blood pressure. I began having anxiety attacks, long periods of depression, insomnia, and became suicidal. Before long, I developed Type 2 Diabetes, Chronic Kidney Disease, Osteoarthritis, Fibromyalgia, and Chronic Pain. My anxiety attacks advanced to a severe social anxiety that left me totally disabled. I had to resign from my job.

Over the next three years, I underwent substantial therapy, several hospitalizations, hit rock bottom, and slowly began to climb up again. A large part of my therapy was journaling. Through journaling, I not only gained my life back again, but rediscovered my love of writing.

I come to my career as a Writer a little later in life than most people, but feel that I have a lot of experience to draw from and a lot to offer my readers. I enjoy reading and writing a variety of genres, but fantasy remains my favorite. I write middle-grade and young adult for my grandchildren. They keep me grounded. The paranormal I write for myself.

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