Born in the 1960s, I grew up a lean stallion Mustang muscle car yet to get his spark plugs checked. In 1974, I pulled a Cinderella and, instead of morphing into a team of mice and a pumpkin, I became a surface-scratched, dented, Plymouth Duster, with timing out of sync and spark plugs misfiring as I had a figurative head-on collision with epilepsy.
My Duster life car shifted into neutral through the 1980s and 1990s. In 2002, I became an unpublished writer and began writing twisted, dark fiction rooted in the dark experiences on my life journey, set in fictitious Hickerson County, Wisconsin on the Icy Lady - Lake Superior, the Iron Range. I began an epilepsy memoir in 2005 and self-published in 2014 and became a paid author. I am in the process of completing a paranormal romance set on the Iron Range.