Bonus! Ten (Little Known?) Facts About Me
- In addition to being an award-winning author, I’m an award-winning recipe developer. I think I got that skill from my grandmother. We both love cooking and baking, especially for family.
- When I had my wisdom teeth removed, the surgeon insisted I’d feel like my cheeks were sewn to my gums but assured me they wouldn’t be and the feeling would pass. My parents grew increasingly frustrated with me over the week I was recovering because I couldn’t open my mouth. They thought I was “being overly dramatic” and I should just deal with the pain and use my mouth. Guess what… my cheeks were in fact sewn to my gums. It’s unheard of, but if it could happen to anyone, it would happen to me.
- Speaking of teeth…I’ve never had a cavity. Ever. Baby teeth or permanent teeth.
- I adore my pets. I know; most pet owners do. But it might interest you to know I never had a pet until we got first Casey, then Max, and finally Lucky. I had a pet-free childhood. Not even a goldfish.
- I’ve been to twenty-nine states and six countries, yet I’ve never been to any of the countries my family hails from (Italy, Germany, Ireland, Scotland, Sweden).
- DNA testing tells me I’m part Spanish, but we don’t know where that comes from. Since seeing that, I’ve wondered if I should click the “Hispanic” box on forms, but I never have.
- While most of my work is inspired by my Italian heritage, I’m working on integrating more of my dad’s side into my work. (My serial Laci and Del series focuses on the Irish heritage, but I haven’t explored those roots too much yet.) My son likes to embrace his Swedish roots and is desperate for me to write something with Vikings. I guess we’ll see…
- I taught myself how to type when I started my third job. You can’t really be a writer hunting-and-pecking the keys.
- I could spell “Valentine” by the time I was three. (Though for a few years before my mom died, she said I could do it by two, so I’m not entirely sure. Probably two-and-a-half to be safe.) My parents encouraged a love of words right from the start.
- The first time I earned (what was then) a generous salary from freelancing, it was actually a ghostwriting job, so my name isn’t even on the project.
Still not enough? Well, until we meet in person, you’ll just have to browse this site. Follow me on social media (I don’t engage there often, but for when I do, here are my links). Or sign up for my newsletter. I’m always happy to chat. (I guess talkative is bonus number eleven on my list. But you probably figured that out already. 
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I’ll leave you now with a photo of my dogs. Getting them to sit still long enough to get all three faces (almost) turned toward me was a feat! My options were motion-blurred smiles or meerkat-frozen desperation. I can practically see them trembling to jump up for some love before fighting for the prime spot next to me.
Sadly, two of them are now gone. But seeing their faces never ceases to warm my heart. I hope this pic makes you smile. It certainly brings me joy.
