I’m a Kentuckian born & bred — our family has been in Kentucky since . . . well, since Kentucky was Virginia. Before that, they were rattling around Ireland & England mostly. We aren’t horse farmer Kentuckians, though, more like moonshiner Kentuckians. Okay, exactly like moonshiners. I’ve never lived anywhere but Kentucky, though I did make a pilgrimage to the motherland for my brother’s wedding in County Kerry, and if I ever leave the Bluegrass State, it will be for the Emerald Isle.

I’ve always known I wanted to write my own mystery novel, but life always seemed to get in the way. When I turned 40, I decided that if I was ever going to write that mystery novel I’d better get started. So now, when I’m not homeschooling my kids, the hacker and the ballerina, I spend my downtime plotting murder. The kids swear they’re never again going to drink from a pot of tea I’ve brewed. That’s what happens when you start thinking out loud about how to poison someone and get away with it.

I’m glad you stopped by! Since my kids are as elusive as Bigfoot when a camera is around, I’ll leave you with pictures of our furbabies instead.