I was always a nerdy child, My favorite comic strip was Brenda Starr, a newspaper reporter with flaming red hair and a handsome boyfriend.
When Santa Claus brought me a toy printing press, I annoyed the neighborhood with tiny bits of newspaper covered with my spin on the latest overheard gossip from our block.
Doubting my ability to earn a living thusly, my parents encouraged me to give up writing, so I became a social worker, ( a profession where I heard all the gossip, but was barred from repeating it).
After 7 years I entered law school and spent the next 44 years in a courtroom, trying crime and divorce cases.
Despite being a complete non-athlete, when my children left home I became a long-distance runner. The rhythm of my footsteps re-created my dream of becoming a writer. Running Through Menopause was born.
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When we built our house on Skidaway Island I felt the presence of all the people who lived here before me. Burnt Pot Island imagines the story of one of those families.
I needed photos to illustrate my collection of nature stories in Wild Times on Skidaway Island. The photographer ended up being me.
The Island is so beautiful I've shared some of my favorites.
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