I’m a writer, a wife and a mom - although not necessarily in that order. I’m a city girl trapped in Green Acres. Sharing my captivity are the tall, dark and handsome Matt; the always loud and hyperactive Chris; and Tiger, the lethargic wonder cat.

I've been writing pretty much ever since I figured out how to hold a pen, but it took me a long time to get serious about writing a novel. Marriage, parenting and more practical career choices came first. Then a few years ago, I was diagnosed with skin cancer and found a tiny lump in my breast, both in the same week. The skin cancer was non-invasive and easily treated and the little lump turned out to be a benign fibrous tumor. But the twin shocks led me to re-evaluate my life and finally pursue that dream of writing fiction. The month of uncertainty about that little lump was also part of the inspiration for my novel Thirty-Nine Again.

I write romances because I truly believe in Happily Ever After - thanks to my wonderful husband and son.