ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Like most writers, I’ve had some wonderful people help me along the way. My grandmother Christine Mann loaned me her typewriter when I was about 12 and encouraged me to write. Don James and Eloise Jarvis McGraw were mentors in the 1970s on the Oregon Coast at Haystack, Summer Session in the Arts. Eloise wrote Sawdust in His Shoes about a kid who joins the circus. My first grade teacher in Sitkum, Ore., read us a chapter of that book each afternoon, and years later at Haystack I took a class from Eloise and discovered she was the author! Dennis McKenna hired me as a writer and editor in Sacramento, and I had the pleasure of writing for him for 25 years. I was fortunate to have a career doing what I loved. Now I’m back on the Oregon Coast and writing sci-fi and historical fiction.
BOOKS
I wrote a book about a woman who came of age in Germany as World War I started. I wrote a chapter each morning before I went to work and the writing was magic — my fingers typed the story as if they were connected to another world. That book, The Incarnation of Edda Ritter, was followed by another,
The Biscuit Tin which tracks the being who was Edda into World War II and the Holocaust. “This is the most heartwrenching story I have ever read! Kudos to the author! This story is right up there with ‘The story of Ann Frank.’ ” Review of The Biscuit Tin by NRF on Inkitt.
And the third book of the series is Death is Only Temporary, a hopefully humorous look at the current life of a writer who remembered other lifetimes.
I have recently been working on a thriller of sorts called Compliance, about a plot to medicalize every human being on Earth. Big pharma runs amok. Hell, if you read the news, it could practically be a non-fiction book.
BigPharma and the Headshrinkers, How Drugs and Psychs are Driving us Crazy, may sound like a heavy metal band, but it’s actually the biggest threat to our society and our sanity right now. In the 1950s CIA shrinks used LSD to drive soldiers crazy and to suicide, and stupid people who grew up watching Superman thought they could fly off tall buildings wearing meat bodies. Did you know it’s back?
Along the way, I’ve been collecting short stories as they pop into my mind, which I call Messengers.
And finally, I’ve got a Twitter news feed about psychs and big pharma for people interested in such things.
