I grew up in Alabama. I left the first chance I got, which came in the form of a scholarship to Ohio University. While there, I married and then took a masterís degree in English, taught for Job Corps, moved to Florida, and divorced. With my life in the back of U-Haul truck, I moved to Coconut Grove, Florida where I bought a bike, burned my bras, and drank wine from paper cups with other lost and seeking souls (supporting myself on a post-grad fellowship and as a teacher of English to Cubans). Then I wandered into a real job in personnel administration and moved to Delray Beach, sold the bike, bought bras, and drank wine from crystal with other mortgage-paying strivers. After retiring as a human resources director, I took up downhill skiing and writing novels.