Beyond just telling good stories, I want to share three messages: 1) the Constitution is very wise to guarantee us the right to bear arms to be able to defend ourselves against evil people or oppressive government, when that occurs; 2) I want people to wake up and be prepared with a weapon and with good training and with forethought to be able to defend themselves and innocent people around them, when the need arises; and 3) I want women to realize that self-defense is not just for men.

My next book is about terrorism in Arizona, and good people with concealed weapons trying to save lives and stop the terrorism. The story line also involves an FBI agent who is trying to get to the root source of the terror cell. His wife is also affected by the terrorism and learns the value of the second amendment and of people who are prepared to defend themselves and those around them. It includes how each instance of terrorism affects everyday people, and how it impacts their lives.

Telling a good story, and seeing that I have created something fun, interesting, or exciting.

Louis L'Amour is my all-time favorite author. I also enjoy books from Brandon Sanderson, John Grisham, Michael Crichton, Jim Kjelgaard, and many others.

My family, my job, planning and working on the next book.

Family, music, reading, yard work (I love yard work), camping, the outdoors, eating.

I used to write short stories in high school, where it started out sounding like something really bad had happened, and then turned out to be something completely different and funny. For example, a young man waking up in the street covered in what he thinks is blood and afraid that he's bleeding to death, only to realize he merely tripped and spilled his strawberry soda on himself.

Start planning a story, mull it over and over, and then just start telling the story. I don't have any special methodology. Just write and then go back and rewrite, and then rewrite, and rewrite, etc.

The most memorable was Island of the Blue Dolphins, by Scott O'Dell, that I read when I was young. I remember sitting in a chair in our living room, reading, and I couldn't put it down. I think my Mom probably wanted me to get up and help around the house, but respected the need for me to learn to fall in love with reading, so she let me read. I thank her for that.