: About Me

I am a 39-year old single mom of two wonderful daughters, a boyfriend, a few fish and a few cats, living in Alberta, Canada. Being raised military, I learned early the advantages to being adaptable and I believe that helped my creative side as well as giving me strength to survive the trials the universe decided to throw at me. Some think I have had more than my share of problems tossed my way. Honestly, I wouldn't change a thing. How can we learn if we do not experience? We can learn from observing, yes, but usually the best and most enduring lessons are those taught to us directly.

I write not only about opinions and experiences but I also write fiction. Mainly in fantasy and science-fiction (for those of you who don't know, there is a distinction between the two, though at times a fine one) but I also dabble in the young adult, children, macabre, odd, and fiction with a spiritual tilt.

My children are first in my life but I naturally love books. Music, history, psychology, art are things I'm also fond of.

My passion is ...

my children, books, music

I know too much about ...

Fibromyalgia, children, abuse, divorce

My parents always told me ...

to be myself

My childhood ambition ...

psychologist

My favorite memory ...

my children's births first and then others that are too numerous to list here

Why I write ...

because it's part of who I am and I find a need to do so as I find a need to eat

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I am reading Joseph Conran, not watching anything, and listening to everything

My first job ...

a full-time nanny at 13 years old

My best moment ...

yet to come....

My inspiration ...

is received from anything at any moment: mostly my children (awesome brain-storming sessions with these two!), nature, news, a comment made, a falling leaf, a person standing near, a single drop of rain etc ....anything

Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Tales of delinquent pets

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It's too early....yup, way to early to get head-butted in the face by the cat looking for affection. It's too early for him to sit on my arm so I can't use my mouse. It's entirely too early for him to sit on my textbooks and make a mess of my essay notes. What a cat. It's too early for him to try to take a five minute nap among my bamboo shoots. It's too early for him to forget that the balcony door is actually closed as he attempts to pounce at birds like the brave lion he thinks he is. What do I do with this thing? It's too early to see him bolt up and down the hallway and then forget th...

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