When I was a kid I loved to read. It didn't matter which book, as long as the story was good. If I wasn't reading, you could find me outside with my cousins. We played kickball or hide-and-seek or jacks. Just as much fun was taking pretend trips from the overgrown garden in front of my apartment building to faraway, imaginary places.
I still love those faraway, imaginary places and, now as a writer, I get to take my readers along.
Close by and real is fun too. The animals that you see here are part of my family. Manny, short for Man's Best Friend, because he was the friendliest pup I ever met, is the Labrador Retriever. He sings with a bone in his mouth every time we come home or someone visits. Logun is the Yorkshire Terrier with one floppy ear. He lived until he was almost 20 years old, which is 140 human years. I still miss his kisses. Tweety is a blue parakeet. She does tricks and says, "Thank you, I love you."
Other characters appear and say hello. People have told each other stories about them for many centuries. If they come from myths, they are thousands of years old. Imagine that!