My press bio is here.
I was born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, the oldest of four sisters. We had a black cat named Puff, and a series of parakeets and canaries, whose names I can’t remember.
When I was a kid, I went to Brewers baseball games with my dad; took family road trips to Madison or Chicago; spent Sundays at both sets of grandparents’ houses, and ate double Sunday dinners.
I was an awkward teenager. My legs were too long, and my feet were too big. I wore braces. Twice. I did not make the cut for cheerleader. I warmed the bench for my softball team. Which was probably just as well, since I liked the library better anyway.
Now I live in Connecticut, in a small town with trees, farms, and a lovely library. From my office window I’ve seen deer, foxes, lots of birds and squirrels, and even (sometimes) a black bear. I still love going to baseball games and taking trips. Among other really cool places, I have visited a rain forest in Argentina, and hiked the length of Hadrian’s Wall in England.
Even though now I am Grown Up, I still feel pretty much like the awkward teenager I used to be.
Except when I write. When I write I feel beautiful and graceful.
Number of states I’ve visited (so far): 30
Number of countries I’ve visited (so far): 14
Pets: A black Labrador mix named Scout. She is afraid of ladybugs.
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That’s a tough question! When I was a kid, I loved Winnie-the-Pooh, Nancy Drew, The Borrowers by Marty Norton, and The Mouse and the Motorcycle by Beverly Cleary. Now, some of my favorite authors are Terry Pratchett, Jonathan Stroud, and Hilary McKay.