Writing was a tool, not a toy, until a stay in a haunted hotel. Howling wind and creaking floors sent Becca to a bookcase full of dog eared romances. Sleeplessness turned to fascination. Hooked she read old romances, new romances, both sexy and sweet, until her own tales begged to be written.
Becca now lives in Wyoming with her family. Despite frequent travels she is, at heart, a homebody believing the mind is the most fascinating playground of all.
Describe your desk
My great-grandfather, a cabinet maker from France, made my desk. The same desk is featured on my Facebook page with my great-grandmother sitting there writing. It's a very special place for me. One of the only pieces of furniture I requested when my mother passed away. As one of the youngest of six children I'm still baffled that it is actually mine.
Where did you grow up, and how did this influence your writing?
Hemmingway, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Richard Bach and I grew-up in the same Chicago suburb. Hemmingway called it a town of wide lawns and narrow minds but it wasn't the place so much as being from a large, dramatic family that inspired my writing. Marriage to an Englishman, and living in a country steeped in history, set the stage for those stories.
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