: About Me

I grew up in the rich culture of Hispanic American in the Napa Valley. As one of eight children I have experienced the joys of family life in Calistoga. I attended San Jose State and finished my graduate studies with a MS in Engineering Management. I have been an engineer, a manager, a business owner and made pickles for Del Monte one summer. Two marriages later, I have experienced life in multi-cultural environments as my first husband was from Azerbaijan, Iran and my second husband's family was from the Philippines. I have spent my life writing in one form or another from expressing the depths of despair in relationships gone awry, to publishing children's books, to research on international arbitration and intellectual property law. I enjoy self expression through writing and sharing my life's experiences and opinions. I have recently started to write on a more "professional" level and the experience has been enlightening. Our words paint dreams, ease aching hearts and give hope when hope has been lost.

My passion is ...

writing, crystals and self discovery

I know too much about ...

being psychic, empathic, and spirit

My parents always told me ...

treat everyone as you wish to be treated

My childhood ambition ...

graduate from college

My favorite memory ...

making Christmas cookies with Grandma

Why I write ...

self-expression, to share life and experiences

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

Web Design

My first job ...

picking prunes for school supplies

My best moment ...

discovering I choose my reactions and emotions

My inspiration ...

to be...

Creative Writing > Flash Fiction Flash fiction: Time after time

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Clutching a small plastic bag of toys, the filthy child stared at Celeste frantically shoving clothes and shoes into a garbage bag.  With the bag half full, she grabbed his hand.  They stumbled over garbage as he twisted in her grasp, screaming, “Mama, Mama!” Celeste momentarily paused to shield the child’s eyes passing a limp figure on the floor.  Once outside, she scooped up the child and strapped him into a car seat avoiding his kicks, ignoring his screams. The child sobbed loudly and fell asleep.  Celeste sighed glancing at the address scribbled on...

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