Hello there! I was born and raised in southeastern Massachusetts where my parents instilled an early love of reading. I clearly recall the first book I read all on my own being Dr. Seuss' Green Eggs and Ham. I also remember the wonderful papery scent of the town library and the large stacks of books we would bring home.
Art was always a favorite class, particularly from 7th grade all through high school. It was also in high school that my foray into creative writing began.
I attended college at the University of Tampa in Florida, where I lived for 13 long, hot, humid years. I graduated with a degree in biology, gained a family and unknowingly partook in an insect desensitization program. My husband got a job back in Massachusetts and we were THRILLED to be absolved of humidity, fire ants, palmetto bugs, sand spurs and spiders as big as my hand!
In Massachusetts, I worked at a barn picking up horse poop and, strangely, met a few children's book authors. I then worked in a national bookstore, met a few more children's authors and illustrators (not so strange). I no longer picked up poop, but did pick up vomit at storytime once. He had eaten a LOT of blueberries. Being around all those children's books, I rediscovered my love for writing and illustrating. I enrolled in the Children's Book Illustration certificate program at the Rhode Island School of Design (RISD ROCKS). I did resume picking up poop, mostly from cats and dogs, while working at a two veterinarians' offices.
I am now working at being the best children's book story teller and artist that I can be. I live with my husband, two children, one dog, six cats, and a revolving pile of ghost-wookiees (large piles of fur that move around the house of their own free will). I still pick up a lot of poop.