As a storyteller, my purpose is always the same—to enlighten and entertain while providing insights into coming of age for women of all ages. I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them.
Lex slept like a baby in the backseat of the Cutlass, cuddling his pillow and blankie. Llayne glanced back and was glad he’d conked out before seeing how bad Highway 23 had become. When they left Mt. Pleasant three hours earlier, there had just been a light snowfall. Now they were in the middle of a full-blown blizzard. …
1899, Mackinac Island, Michigan With anticipation already built up within her, the moment Amelia stepped out of the cold and into the warmth of the Grand Hotel, her heart pitter-pattered with the thrill of what she was about to do. Mister Rutherford “Buck” Buchanan stood just inside the door greeting his guests. She homed in…
It’s autumn, homecoming season for schools and universities. I published my first novel twenty years ago, based on my own experience as homecoming queen at Central Michigan University in 1970. It wasn’t as glamorous as it sounds. In fact, it wasn’t glamorous at all. Nowadays I seldom think about it but when I do, I’m…
They called her the Gypsy Rose Lee of Detroit, yet exotic dancer Lottie the Body was world famous. Performing during the heydays of burlesque in the 1940s, ‘50s, and ‘60s, she traveled the globe and became a sort of clandestine celebrity. Some people may not have wanted to admit they knew who she was, her…
Are you wondering about all those Michigan places I write about in my some of my novels? Yes, it’s as beautiful “up north” as I describe. Even though I write fiction, I am not making that up. So I’ve made you a quick guide to some of my favorite places in Traverse City and its…
I may as well call it my “Covid Collection,” because these novellas were born during isolation in 2020 while the world was terrorized by the COVID-19 pandemic. “Shades of Hope” was not only my offering during a time of global devastation, it was my salvation. I had to believe there was indeed hope for our…