“i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite a new thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does.” -E.E. Cummings
I quite accidentally fell into writing. In what may become the most successful case of procrastination in my life, I threw an erotic romance down on blank pages instead of the business plan I was supposed to be writing. The desire to write took root so deeply I became obsessed and it eventually lead to this whole monster.
When I’m not writing, I’m out drinking coffee or bourbon. Champagne works just fine too. Unlike many other writers, I’m wildly extroverted and have somehow developed a reputation for being trouble (This one still baffles me - those nights you’re all talking about, I remained soberish – and I’ve never been 86′ed from anywhere! Falling down in Las Vegas...Or on New Years for that matter, does not count!!). If I’m not hanging at the bar (coffee or otherwise) I’m probably at Powell’s City of Books or cuddled up in my Batman robe at my heterosexual lifemate's house.
In an effort to keep a roof over my dog’s heads I continue to teach rehabilitative Pilates. I have an amazing, supportive, brilliant husband who is a talented Executive Chef. When I do get to see the man we make a point to eat and play in Portland, OR with a vengeance. Pat is my everything and I am eternally grateful for his love and support!