I grew up among the hills and hollows of the Ozarks, the setting of my debut novel, Stone Field, but when I turned thirteen, my family moved to New York and bought and renovated a 150 year-old mansion. Some said the mysterious old house was haunted. I never saw a ghost, but I often wondered about the stories that haunted the nooks and crannies.
I now live with my husband and three kids in California’s sunny Central Valley, not far from the mountains, the big trees, and the Pacific Ocean. When I’m not working, writing, or reading, I am fond of stuffing messages into bottles, making art, and zooming around on my motor scooter, Roxanne. If you find one of my bottle messages, write me back!