Dublin, Georgia was a great place to grow up, walking to school on a tree-lined street and making lifelong friends. My mom taught me to read at three and I never stopped loving books. I began writing as soon as I had some extra notebook paper, and I wrote a humor column for my high school newspaper. To make a long story short, I didn't study English because I simply hated taking stories apart. I thought it was rude.
Fast forward to my graduation minus English and imagine my surprise when I found myself in the lightweight concrete air conditioner pad business (another long story). Minus me, it's still flourishing today as a supplier to HVAC dealers. I know more than the average bear about concrete, and it's going in my very next book.
After my three amazing children, including one with Down Syndrome, were in school, I studied writing. Before my novels, I published literary short stories, personal essays, journalism, and poetry. Now I write Southern historical novels and Southern mystery novels with a dash of magnolia-scented romance. I live in Atlanta with a man who still plays with trains. When not writing, I can usually be found playing in the dirt, making a mess in the kitchen, or (yay) visiting historic sites.