I blame my mother for my fascination with books. Growing up in northern Indiana there wasn’t much to do and I’d often complained of my boredom. My mom handed me a book and told me to shush. I’ve been obsessed ever since. Though I spent most of my time in between the pages, fantasizing of other worlds, I didn’t write my first book until I’d had three children—just in time to have not a moment to myself. In an attempt to keep my sanity, I write. My favorite stories contain strong heroes and heroines, fighting an attraction stronger than both of them.
I live in eastern North Carolina with my husband and our three children in chaotic bliss.