I love to travel, but an intense fear of flying has occasionally kept me grounded. I think I love to read so much because it takes me places I may never go. However, it happened once that the heroine of a romance novel I was reading very cleary chose the wrong man. I understand that happens in the real world, but that's the world I wish to escape when I read a good book. That one book, more than anything, pushed me over the edge into trying my hand at writing. If I wrote the story than I could control the ending, right? You would think that, but even I have been surprised at where some of my stories have led me. I hope you will join me on the adventure!