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I asked some people what they really want to know about me. These were their suggestions. If you really want to know something about me, feel free to ask.

Why I Write:

I write because I have to. That’s the reality of it. When more than a few days go by and I haven’t had time to get into the story (because of editing, formatting, family, etc.), I get depressed, irritable, lonely in a crowd. It is something I can’t quite explain to anyone, least of all myself. It just happens. It also happens between stories. I have more than one series that I am writing, and if I stay too long in Calem without visiting Brynne and Jaxon in my Shifter Series, the same thing happens on a lesser scale. Once their stories are done, I can move on with my writing, but have to go back occasionally and read it. Or decide to write a prequel. (What am I thinking?)

Music I love enough to listen to a second time:

This is one of those paragraphs that could turn into a novel. Music is association for me. There isn’t a song I’ve heard that doesn’t have some memory attached to it. For that reason alone, there is music I avoid. (Pink Floyd is a favorite that brings back sad memories, mostly for lost friends.)

But there is a lot of music I love. U2 makes me think of good memories—my cousin and I sunbathing in our back yard with the radio and Sun-In in our hair. INXS makes me think of the concert at the Desert Sky Pavilion. It was A-MA-ZING! The Cure makes me remember the smell of cloves and one of my favorite t-shirts and being in the back seat of a small white car racing down the highway at over 100 mph without our lights off after one in the morning. We had gone to their concert near the Firebird Raceway, but I can’t remember the name of it. (Jenn, help me out.)

I love bands from every era, music from many genres, even classical music soundtracks like Star Wars and Pirates of the Caribbean. My one exception is country. I listened to enough of it while driving the dusty roads of Marana in the first five years of my life to last the other ninety five. Yes, I plan to live to the smelly old age of one hundred—plus a day. What I do mostly is choose three or four songs from one band, and one or two from another. Here is a short list:
One Republic, 30 Seconds to Mars, Linkin Park, Green Day, love Good Charlotte, Reliant K, Hoobastank, a little SR-71, Mumford & Sons, Johnny Cash (my one exception), All American Rejects, some Muse, the band that sings Hey There Delilah (although that is my least favorite by them), the list could go on and on. I won’t bore you.

Most interesting things about me:

This is the hardest question. I don’t see myself as interesting. Perhaps that’s why I write about people who are.

Other than write, I like to spend time with my kids, since it seems so fleeting. They are my best friends. We do everything together. We have TV marathons, go to the mall, bake, take long walks, listen to audio books while putting together puzzles, and generally torment one another with our idiosyncrasies the way all best friends should from time to time.

I am learning to play the piano with my son. I’m not very good at it, but I’ve heard that if you keep learning new things until the day you die, you can fend off Alzheimer’s. I occasionally take a Latin Lesson or two.

I have a garden that takes me back to the reality of where I came from, where I will eventually return, and reminds me to make the most of the in between. I also love the feeling of harvest, the law of reaping what one has sown. It is a feeling of accomplishment and communion with the earth that makes me feel grounded.

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