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North Central Wisconsin
About Me:
I've been writing for most of my life, but just got serious about novel length fiction four years ago. I've finished four in a series. Watch for Casey Blue and the Blue Dragon Martial Arts Mysteries. I also have two single titles in the romantic suspense genre called, "Lay Down With Dogs" and "Firestorm."
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Reader, Writer
Books And Authors I Like:
All kinds of fiction. Lately it's been non-fiction. I've read "The Latehomecomer, a Hmong Memoir" "Three Cups of Tea," Michael Perry's "485 & Coup." This Spring/ Summer I'll catch up with some of my favorite mystery writers, Nevada Barr, Harlan Coben, Lee Child. Faye Kellerman, and J.D.Robb.
Movies And TV Shows I Like:
TV: Castle, Royal Pains, Chelsea Lately, Jimmie Fallon, Daily Show. Any HBO when I can get it. Movies: Avengers, Winter Soldier, Blind Side, Sherlock Holmes, Inglorious Basterds, Dark Knight, No Country for Old Men, Juno, 300, Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill 1&2, Blues Brothers, Signs, lots of oldies.

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A Breach of Etiqette

She awoke with intense pain, in her head, her back. Dense smoke filled the air and flames leapt along the wall across from where she lay. Ghostly figures moved around her. Were they shouting? She only heard whispers above the ringing in her ears. Warm blood ran down her face. It was hard to breath. The stench of melted plastic was intolerable.

The last thing she remembered was sitting across from that dreadful young executive. She could not comprehend that despite her seventy years of…


Posted on April 19, 2014 at 11:30am

Diner Downers

This morning my husband and I went to breakfast in a lovely mom and pop restaurant in our mid-sized, mid west town. As we were served, a group of five older adults settled into a large table nearby. Before they even had their coats off, they began exchanging obnoxious comments about the community in voices that carried throughout the little diner. While each barb was tossed out…


Posted on July 18, 2010 at 2:30am — 2 Comments

Apocalypse Annies

Every vacation destination that my three girlfriends and I have visited in the past seven years has suffered a natural or manmade disaster just before or just after our visit.…


Posted on June 13, 2010 at 11:07am

Goodbye, Max.

Wednesday I have to take my dog to the vet and have him put down.

Thirteen years ago, I traded my maiden name for the opportunity to bring this dog into our lives. It was June 1996, and Patrick and I were to be married in July.…


Posted on February 22, 2010 at 8:51am

A Womb with a View

My first poem of the New Year.

A Womb with a View

Will I whistle when I walk

give off a hum as breezes

cross the hollow drum where

parts will be departed?

Can I shun the ordinary

everyday handbag I carry

and stash my cash where

now my organs play?

I only ask to delay choosing

the day you get to

run with scissors through

my personal playground

Finally, how long will I

have to pretend I… Continue

Posted on January 27, 2010 at 7:43am — 2 Comments

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