I’ve loved making up stories since I was a kid telling them to my siblings and anyone else who would listen. I especially loved telling scary stories and managed to scare more than one kid out of staying the whole night at my family’s house. Now I write YA fantasy with a fairytale twist.
Besides writing, I also do some freelance editing. I enjoy knitting, painting, and scrapbooking. Dancing and ice skating are my favorite forms of exercise, and I love watching figure skating on TV.
I love reading YA, mostly fantasy and suspense. I also enjoy biographies, memoirs, and classic literature. My favorite books include: Stalking Jack the Ripper series, the Wendy Darling series, the Lunar Chronicles, Educated, Little Women, and Northanger Abbey. My favorite authors include: Jodi Meadows, Colleen Oakes, C.J. Redwine, Riley Sager, Dhonielle Clayton, Agatha Christie, and Marissa Meyer.
No sexual violence.
“Mari, aren’t you going to dance? Just because you accept a dance with somebody, doesn’t mean you’re being unfaithful to Will.”
“No.” Marianna crossed her arms and sighed as she leaned back against the wall. “I’ve told you before, Susan. I’m waiting until he comes back before I enjoy things like dancing again.”
Dancers swirled passed them, a rustle of colorful skirts and swinging coattails. The orchestra played louder, building to a crescendo. Susan started to speak, but Marianna shook her head. It was impossible to hear anything over the music.
Susan pulled Marianna out of the ballroom and into alcove off the main hallway. Her voice was gentle as she whispered, “Mari, don’t you think it’s about time you start to consider that Will might not be coming back?”
Marianna stared at the tiled floor as she twisted the wooden ring on her finger. She didn’t answer.
“It’s been seven years. Do you know what people are starting to say? You’re already past the prime marrying age. They’re saying you’re crazy. Soon no one will even consider having you.”
“I don’t care what they say. I have to believe Will is alive. If I don’t keep believing my heart will break.” A sob broke loose and she couldn’t hold back the tears. She covered her face and sank onto the alcove bench.
“Oh, Mari.” Susan sat down next to her and pulled her into a hug. “Shh, don’t cry. I won’t talk about Will anymore.”
Marianna took several deep breaths. She took the handkerchief Susan offered and dried her face as best she could. “I really am crazy, Susan. Look at me. I’m a mess. Why do you stick around?”
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