About Me

Life’s first major disillusionment was kindergarten. They expected us to nap and didn’t teach us to read.

The promised land of reading lay in the distance—first grade.

Second shattered illusion—a person doesn’t automatically learn to read the first day of first grade. (Why didn’t someone warn me?)

Then came the day I got the right number of ‘looks’ on the “Look, look, look, look, look” page of Dick and Jane. Better than a birthday. I joyfully named the first stray cat who stayed ‘Puff.’

I don't actually have the original.

I don’t actually have the original.

Some time before third grade, I knew I wanted to be a writer.

Now my reading choices range from wordless books to picture books to middle grade to
young adult and adult books and across many genres—fantasy, historical fiction,
science fiction, poetry, zombies (well, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies), and non-fiction.
One of the great things about being an elementary school teacher is the automatic justification for buying lots of kid’s books.

Two out of three ain't bad.

Two out of three ain’t bad.

I live in Southern California with my husband, revolving sons, and three cats. My husband is a great guy who loves baseball (since my other childhood goal was to be a shortstop, this works), dinosaurs, and classic cars.

He has the misfortune to be married to a woman who answers “red,” if you ask her what kind of a car she has.

If you push, I’ll be able to tell you it’s a Ford, but this will result in an automatic attempt to recreate the old commercial with the animated dog whose mouth formed the letters when he said, “It’s a F-O-R-D.”

Couldn’t do it when I was a kid either.

You are now one of the few people to have actually glimpsed the face of the cream-colored kitty. Since she's behind the curtain, she thinks no one can see her.

You are now one of the few people to have actually glimpsed the face of the cream-colored kitty. Since she’s behind the curtain, she thinks no one can see her.

Fast forward: Finally, I have time and lots more brain space to devote to reading, digging in the dirt, putting pieces of fabric together to see how they look, and writing.

My two books are independently published. However, as a shy person raised by people who (according to Garrison Keillor) don’t put peas in the tuna casserole because it’s too show-offy, I find promotion and marketing very, very, very, very, very hard.

Ta-da, peas in the casserole

Ta-da, peas in the casserole

Overcoming years of training, I recently made my first casserole (not tuna) with peas.

If I can do that, I’m ready to get more than a toe in social media and to wade in, at least up to the ankles. So you can find me on Twitter, and any day now I’ll update Facebook.

But I probably won’t put peas in another casserole. (Maybe the show-offy part is putting them in a casserole without overcooking them? Anybody know how to do that?)

Japanese Friendship Garden in Balboa Park. Just couldn't end on the photo of the casserole.

Japanese Friendship Garden in Balboa Park. Just couldn’t end on the photo of the casserole.

3 thoughts on “About Me

  1. CIndy! I love the blog! This is great and I am so glad I finally took a peek at this 🙂 I know I am going enjoy exploring and reading your posts.

  2. Sure–feel free to make suggestions. I’ve usually been trying to group books with something in common and then I try to look for a range from picture books through middle grade and/or young adult.

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