FUN FACTS

·         I saw a large vintage latchook canvas on Ebay that looked to me as if the design resembled a bunch of demons breathing fire with huge spiders crouching around them. I bought it and brought it to life with vivid yarn. Once it is finished, I’m not sure where we’re going to put it. What room is best for a demon-spider rug? Probably not the foyer. And the bedroom is right out, too…

·         Brief scenes of movies being shot by Pandora Productions in Year of the Demon were actually penned by my father over ten years ago. I found them a few years ago on scraps of paper right after he died. I edited and rewrote them as needed to fit my story, as he would have enjoyed being in print. These are the scenes of two little girls being held hostage in the forest in the hidden lair, and the woman facing off against the pack of wolves to save a little girl who runs across her path. I have no idea why he wrote them.

·         I am an erotica author who often has difficulty writing sex scenes. I sometimes get inspired and can write one completely, but often I write the story, then “fill in” the sex later to even out the story. I often watch sexy movies or series to help get me in the mood. Outlander, anyone?

·         We take care of our local murder of crows in the winter, which numbered nine last year. (I love murders of crows, which is why I wrote them into Year of the Demon as Myrrh’s followers/allies and gave them supernatural powers). But the bird flu killed off some last summer and others deserted, so we are down to three. If the crows are late when I put out the nuts, the blue jays steal everything. To make sure the crows get something to eat at least once a week, on snake feeding day I unthaw extra mice to put out with the peanuts, so the crows are guaranteed a meal. These are always chosen first by the crows.

·         I love German Shepherds as they are working dogs that are usually reserved and serious. But my oldest shepherd is uncommonly vocal, and his noise of choice is a sort of plaintive humming sigh. He used to do it just to indicate he was anxious for his afternoon walk. Over the years, it’s grown in use so he hums-sighs to ask to go outside, for a walk, for food, for treats, if the cat or other dogs are getting attention, and now he does it just to comment. He just woke up and sighed looking at me from in front of a nice warm fire as I typed, then put his head down and went back to sleep.

·         I write my best work in my pajamas. Doing it right now, in fact!

·         My husband went out to replace the burned out garage light bulb last August, which led to a hilarious domino effect of the next 2 hours. After he finally replaced the bulb, he emailed me a deadpan list of what happened in numerical order. I thought it was so funny I put it in the Christmas letter we sent out to everyone in 2018.

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