As a student in an all-girls Catholic high school, I was given a list of banned books. Rather than avoid those books, I considered the list a bibliography and read every book on it. I fell in love with all the banned books and writers on that list, and have pursued reading and writing ever since.
An only-child, I was born and raised in Seattle, where I still live, but London has been my passion for as long as I can remember. In writing this blog, I’m hoping to inspire others to reach beyond their own front yards, and whether through books, film, or travel, to explore the worlds beyond.
For me, that exploration began with books. I read every book I could find about London, but it would be years before I could actually go there. During those years of dreaming of faraway lands, I endured an abusive marriage that had me trapped in a spiraling nightmare.
In my book, White Lady, Black Sons, I tell the story of how I entered, and escaped that marriage, and along the way had two sons—one of whom I reluctantly gave up for adoption because in the 1960s, for a white teenager to be pregnant by a black man was considered a grave sin. Shunned by my family and friends, I felt I had no other choice but to relinquish my beautiful baby.
Through a series of bewildering coincidences, I found my son, but knew I could not reach out to him until he was grown, so I watched him grow from afar, only to be reunited when he turned eighteen. I now have a loving relationship with him and his mother, as well as my other son. I am remarried and have three grandchildren who prove to me that life is good and love everlasting.
For those who have ever made choices they regretted, relinquished a child to adoption, survived an abusive marriage, or dreamed of distant lands, may this blog be your home away from home, where you can come for inspiration, ideas, and just a good chat about books over a hot cup of tea.