I am a native Californian and my husband of 30 years is a fifth generation Californian so our roots here are deep. I have three daughters, all in their 20s (beautiful I might add), and one crazy dog named William Wallace. I like to call him Bill but my husband calls him Wilhelm as a tribute to his Germanic heritage . . . William is a miniature dachshund.
While it has taken some time to get comfortable with the term, I now confidently call myself a “WRITER.” Saying that I was a writer felt presumptuous, like I was foisting myself into the same ranks as the greats – Hemingway, Steinbeck, Dickens, and Shakespeare. Heady intellectual group to consider my peers. The uneasiness with the title “WRITER” changed when I finished my novel, people read it, and to my utter delight, liked it!
My novel is called In Search of Beef Stroganoff and is about a young woman who longs for her deceased mother and tries to feel close to her by replicating her beef stroganoff recipe. She treated her mother poorly and a series of reality checks causes her to reevaluate her life and set out to become a better person. In doing so, she finds herself, love, a passion for cooking, and an 88-year-old best friend.
What are my interests you ask? Well, I guess you didn’t ask, but here they are anyway in random order, except for the first one which is my family . . . reading, writing, gardening, music (especially The Beatles), theater, cooking, travel, and making home a cozy nest for when my family comes home. Oh, and feeding people. Come over for dinner some time!