After sixteen years as a paralegal, I staged a coup and left the straight-laced corporate world behind forever. I now pander to my muse, a sarcastic little so-and-so who delights in getting the voices in my head to either all speak at once in a cacophony of noise or to remain completely silent. Only copious amounts of Diet Cherry Dr. Peppers and hamburgers will ensure their complicity in filling my head with stories of serial killers, werewolves, and the things that live under your bed.
When not writing, I love to watch reruns of Gilmore Girls, horror movies like Sharknado and Fido, and Investigation Discovery crime shows. I like scary clowns, coffee with flavored creamer, and French fries. Lots and lots of French fries.
I live in SoCal, in the small town I fashioned Moonspell’s Wolf Creek after, with my Beloved husband and persistently rowdy, always-has-to-have-the-last-word Miniature Pinscher, Fiona.
My books have even made it to IRELAND! They visited Blarney Castle with one of my fans, Cathy Moore Brunelle. Thanks, Cathy!