Bio
Middle child. Less than two years separating me from either sister. That psychological detail alone explains diversionary worlds. There’s more…
Immigrant parents. Yes. England counts. My father, the Limey, mowed our patch of suburban-Detroit grass in a dress shirt, Bermuda shorts, knee-high socks, and brown leather lace-ups. To this day, “Have a cup of tea,” is my mother’s remedy for all ailments—emotional or physical. Yep. Immigrant parents.
Foreign born. Canada counts too. I have the birth certificate and crazy Canuck relations to prove it.
Bachelor’s degree – Michigan State University
Master’s degree – California State University, Long Beach
A year abroad – Paris and Nice
Corporate America – ten years in the travel industry 
Family life – wonderful husband and two smart boys
Here’s the big confession (besides the fact that I’m not a natural blond): I wasn’t particularly bookish as a young child. I was the tomboy of the family, more likely to bring home a stray cat or an abandoned hatchling than a library book or an all-A report card. The books I do remember reading, willingly even, are the Little House series, Trixie Belden mysteries, Anne of Green Gables, and The Happy Hollisters mysteries.
In high school I discovered an aptitude for academics that served me well in college, but still I mostly read what was assigned. The book that finally made a reader out of me was Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. I still love it.
I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit, lived twenty years in the South Bay beach communities of Los Angeles, and currently reside in the Des Moines area.
When not writing, I’m busy raising two boys (ages 14 and 16), and I play as much tennis as my schedule and overused right arm will allow.
My family