I am a huge weenie. Seriously, I'm anxious about everything. Aliens, sink holes, germs. You name it, and I'll give you a reason to fear it.
A counselor once told me to name my anxiety. I named it Sheila.

After years of trying to vanquish Sheila back into the fiery pits of Mt. Doom, I now realize it's actually the golden nuggety center from where all my creativity stems. The same curious vision that allows me to imagine 14 different ways your armchair might kill you is the very tool I use to build wild worlds and grow characters who can tackle my biggest fears.

Bravery has always fascinated me.
How strength can be found in the most timid beings.
Personally, I've discovered my courage  arrives just when I need it most. When the chips are down, my back's against the wall, and I'll either go down with the ship - or learn how to swim.

My writing centers around this ability to overcome, but with a twist. Because I also have a wicked sense of humor. Another way to manage my anxiety, I suppose. So whether we're fighting grief, sea monsters, or the size of our noses, I'll tackle it with words, strength, and humor.

So, if you're looking for a dose of courage, with a sprinkling of laughter - then I invite you to sit back, relax, and let this weenie tell you a tale.