Since childhood I’ve been called, “Old Weird Barb.” Yes, by my own family. Funny thing, I've always thought of myself as pretty middle-of-the-road. Even as a young child I thought I wasn’t weird because I thought everyone thought they were weird. I suppose there is one thing that is weird about me. But, let’s not let that cat out of the bag just yet.
I haven’t always been pleased with how my life has been going, but I’ve always had good family and friends--no, great family and friends, including my four-legged ones. I can't say that I belong to many groups. No AAA or AA or even A. I live in the country where people seem to stick to themselves and take care of each other at the same time. I like that.
If you want to be the best person you can be, I'll do my best to support and guide and lift and respect and love you along the way. We can be on this journey together. I feel a little selfish because it helps me when I help you help me help you help me...
I'm every author's alter ego, the one who writes fiction if non-fiction pays the bills or fantasy if scientific research pays the bills. Fiction and non-fiction seem to require different mindsets, possibly different minds. I'm intrigued by alternative lives, too, specifically the lives led by fictional characters in a fictional world with only a sense of emotional truth as a common denominator with the nonfictional world. I hope this makes sense. It's what my work is all about.
Everyone chooses their path or bows to a greater power, which tends to be a monumental choice to make. I may not be as connected as I'd like, but I try not to piss off the Almighty. My readers understand the difficulty in doing so. Sometimes they like a little irreverent humor or a jig or a jag from the most honorable path. They tend to be into forgiveness and a nonjudgmental way of being.
Hitch a ride with me. Curse me or love me, but either way, I hope you embrace each word for a moment at least. If you are on my journey for even a short while, I hope you are a better person because of it or in spite of it. Either way, the journey takes a path through joy and despair, tears and smiles, connections I can not deny or avoid (or let me know when my work fails to take you there).