I have a lot of writing projects on the go.
My head buzzes with imagery, art, stories and poems from the time I open my eyes until I close them again at the end of the day, and that’s when creative dreams enter the mix.
My post WWII family was constantly on the move evading bill collectors and enforcers for my father’s gambling debts. I’d lived in a dozen different houses when dad moved us to a ramshackle house thirty miles from the nearest city, with only outdoor plumbing, one cold water tap, coal stoves for heating. I was eight. We stayed here for four years, and I loved it despite the hardships. These were the years that shaped who I am today.
In Initial Drafts
This novel defies genre classification. It is futuristic, involving chaos, betrayal, murder, suicide and escape. It revolves around three gifted sisters who possess magical abilities. It’s about the rising crisis of a world-wide population expanding exponentially and unchecked toward extinction and a government pushing inevitably toward its ultimate solution: removal of lesser citizens from day-to-day life.