My desk is a hodgepodge of odd items and random junk I have deemed valuable. Some of it keeps me focused, some keeps me sane, others keep me grounded, and the rest...well...they're just for fun. An island girl, I make sure that I am able to overlook the water, so that I remain centered and calm, allowing the story to flow.

I grew up on an island surrounded by stories of voodoo and obeah (both heavily involve the use of rituals and magic). Storytelling and superstition were close companions on hot summer nights spent outside around a fire with family and friends. It forced me to think beyond what I could observe clearly. Was there something lurking on the peripheral of an image? Magic, mayhem, and mysticism all blended together.

I wrote my first novel at 12. I read a book, hated it, and rewrote it my way.

I've always wanted to write and share my stories with my friends. It was a logical step to sharing it with others.

Creating the story. Thinking about how all the pieces of the puzzle will come together to make that wonderful work of art. Finding that one line, or scenario, or character that fits so perfectly you can't help but chuckle each time you reread your story.

My fans mean everything. They are my motivation. They are my inspiration. They are my coaches. I read my reviews to find out how to improve as a writer. Having a fan genuinely appreciate my book makes the writing it worthwhile.

Books two and three of the Blue Moon Trilogy. Book two, "Maikoda" is tentatively scheduled to be released in Feb, while book three, "Hania," has a tentative release date of April.

I am a full time education specialist and a full time doctoral student. Believe it or not, writing acts as a release from the everyday norm.

Its all about the story. That first hook. I browse through everything, and if I read a short description that hooks me, I take the gamble.

One of the first stories to ever impact me on an emotional level was "The Quartzite Trip." It was one of those books that drew you in so deep that you felt what the characters felt, laughed when they did and hurt when they did. I must admit; I cried like a baby, I mean blubbering, at the end of that novel. *I'm tearing up right now thinking about it!*