Fantasy worlds. Magical inhabitants. Timeless battles between Good and Evil.

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A little about my life…this stuff is hard to write!

Step inside my books and find many far-flung worlds of magic for you to escape to, where I have captured the mythos of magical worlds and made them accessible in ways that I hope will beguile and charm, frighten and enthrall, in short, enchant those of the mundane and non-magical world. Where fantastic characters and their tales have been articulated, and they are just waiting for you to discover them.

As promised…a bit about me.

Once a military Brat is plunked down in a new country, one of the first things they learn to say in the host country’s language is, “Where is the toilet?” When I lived in Japan as a young person, I would set out for Tokyo on my own, or with a friend, with hardly a thought as to what I was doing. I rode trains everywhere, having very little idea of where I was going, and certainly not being able to make heads or tails of the written language. This was in the early 70s, so very few signs were also written in English. To find a toilet in Japan, you ask, “Toire wa doko desu ka?” and hope they at least point you in the right direction while they are so politely trying not to laugh. I still love the Japanese people. My husband and I were married in Japan; it was quite an experience.

After I transitioned from being a Brat, and into being a proper military wife, the next time I learned to ask for a bathroom, it was, “Wo ist die Toilette?” Since I had a young child, I added, “Beeil dich bitte?” Yes, I was in Germany. By the way, that means, “Hurry, please.”

I bring these points up because, while the life of a military child/spouse is seemingly exciting and glamorous life, it is more often isolated and lonely, especially if you are a shy person. I moved to a different place every year from the time I started school in Okinawa until I started the 10th grade and finished high school, in Japan. Making friends was an agonizing undertaking, until I got to Japan.

More and more through my young years, I found myself in fantasy worlds.  I was surprised to find that I wasn’t alone, the world of fantasy was appealing to many of my friends. But so did the “normal” life.One friend I had dreamed of someday living on a farm, where nothing ever changed, where chores were a daily necessity and the only true changes were annual crops. And others, of having a father who worked 9 to 5, and never left for weeks at a time. Many of us thought all fathers, everywhere, wore the same clothes as the others to work every day.

I never wished for such a mundane existence!

No, my world was occupied by ælves and witches, dragons and griffins. Magical people, magical creatures, with worlds and languages and a mythos of their own. Worlds with orange skies and oceans, endless mountains of ice, deserted cities that bore a startling resemblance to a nuked New York. And all were wrapped in countless fables, with evil and good fighting for control. Animals had souls and knew right from wrong. They talked, and battled, and performed magic. Women were strong; men were gentle, and vice versa.

The mythos I created sustained me. And now, I share them with others in my writing. But a lot of my lost and unhappy childhood has found itself into my work. So beware!

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