On August 2, 1982, my mother brought my twin sister and I into the world. We were a month early. I just couldn’t wait to get here. Life! Watermelon! Siblings! Silliness! Imagination! Stories! Jumping into lakes. Sledding. Dance. Writing. Falling in love. It’s been a blast for all 35 years of my life.
This year, I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer and underwent a hysterectomy. (I’m healing up nicely from the surgery and treatment for the cancer is going well, too.) It made me love life twice as much as before. Every day is a blessing. Simple joys like cooking, writing, journaling, walking in nature blossom like gladiolas (my favorite flowers) on the stem of daily life.
It’s not all roses in the world, though. Humanity is facing some tough challenges politically, economically, socially, and ecologically. As a novelist, however, I like to point out that we’re living in the most exciting cliff-hanger section of the long story of humanity. We don’t know what will happen next . . . but it’s guaranteed to be adventurous.
I’m a big believer in the role of stories in our lives. All of my novels have offered characters and situations that can inspire us to live boldly and courageously through times of great change. For me, that’s what life is really all about. And love. We’re here to shine love in all directions like the sun sends out light.