I come from a family of storytellers. Parents, aunts, uncles. All giving me their take on growing up in New York City at the onset of the twentieth century. As a child, I was inspired by their recounts of history, seen through the mosaic of their experiences. I tried it out for myself, entertaining friends and classmates with tales of my own.
A few hops across the U.S. later on brought me to Arizona, where I earned two master's degrees, one in special education and a second in counseling. I taught children with special needs for much of my adult life. Now retired, I’ve reactivated that part of my storytelling heritage writing contemporary fiction and sharing my work with a local group of professional writers.
I live in the suburban desert with my husband, an occasional coyote and a covey of backyard quail. You can find me at Starbucks most mornings, piecing my lifelong experiences into prose on my laptop computer.
A few hops across the U.S. later on brought me to Arizona, where I earned two master's degrees, one in special education and a second in counseling. I taught children with special needs for much of my adult life. Now retired, I’ve reactivated that part of my storytelling heritage writing contemporary fiction and sharing my work with a local group of professional writers.
I live in the suburban desert with my husband, an occasional coyote and a covey of backyard quail. You can find me at Starbucks most mornings, piecing my lifelong experiences into prose on my laptop computer.
