More About Me Than You Ever Wanted to Know


Boring Stuff


Omaha, Nebraska on July 31, (I have the same birthday as Harry Potter!), but I grew up in New Jersey and spent summer vacations visiting relatives in a small town in Iowa. Now I live in New York City. 


I have two sisters.  Kim is 18 months older, and Leslie is 18 months younger. I’m in the middle.

Nieces and Nephews

Derek and his wife Jen, Brandon, Nicole, and Kendra.  They all live in New Jersey. Derek & Jen recently made me a Great Aunt. Their son’s name is Logan. I’ve told them that now they have to call me “The Great One.”


None, I’m allergic.  But Nicole has a Teacup Pomeranian named Hudson and a Cavapoo, Meisje (that’s Dutch for Little Girl).    Kendra has two mixed breed dogs she rescued from the pound (Molly and Lucy). I take allergy medicine when I visit them.


I love to travel. I’ve gone white water rafting in the Grand Canyon and bicycled in California, France, and the Netherlands.  I also like to knit and I’ve recently started beading. And, of course, I read, read, read!


About Me

I always loved books and reading, and I guess I always wanted to be a writer.  But I didn’t know you could be such a thing.  So the first thing I thought I wanted to be was a librarian. 

I remember walking into the library for the first time and being totally amazed and awed -- shelf after shelf of books, all waiting to be read. I can’t remember the title of the first book I read through all by myself, but I remember closing it and then starting all over again at the beginning.  I read as much as I could.

Mrs. Azzolini, my fifth grade teacher in Elizabeth, New Jersey, was the first person to suggest to me that I might want to be a writer.  The next thing I knew, I was writing a novel.  But every time I made a mistake and I got a new notebook and started all over again.  Needless to say, I never finished.  That’s a trap new writers fall into -- thinking things have to be perfect.  First drafts are bad and messy and full of cross outs.  It’s part of the process.  That’s what revision is for!

Other teachers encouraged me over the years, especially  Mr. Zarzecki and Mr. Hollar at West Milford Township High School. In college, at Syracuse University, I majored in journalism and English literature.  That’s where I learned how to do research and write on deadline. And for my English lit classes I read and read and read -- the most important training a writer can have. 

After college I moved to New York City and got a job in book publishing and thought I would write “one day.”  Finally, twenty years later, I realized that one day was never going to come along unless I made it happen.  So I started getting up early in the morning to write before I went to work. And eventually, I was able to make my dream come true.  I quit my job to write full time.  And now I get to work at home in my pajamas!  What could be better than that?