My claim to fame:
Opening coconuts with a single bound.
Ten or fifteen years ago if you would have asked me if I'd be a single mother of two children (one of them with special needs) living in Central America, I'd have chuckled at the silliness of it all.
I've found paraise in Costa Rica, but it doesn't look like a postcard. It looks more like heartache, and vomit, and stiches, and holding on, and death, and life again.
Years ago an astrologist told me I was an old soul, on the planet for the twelfth time. This was it - my last chance. So buck up or become worm food. On to the races!
My WEbook
My book projects
My Submissions
- The ARTful Dog Speaks
- Chapter Introduction: Submission for Stubborn Sevens
- How to Not Have Sex in Order to Have Great Sex for the Rest of Your LIfe
My Reviews
- The ARTful Dog Speaks: oh, and P5 was the dog's inner ego barking again, but if it's not clear, it might be too h...
- The Discussion- 9 and 5: This is great. I would just add, though I understood gender in the first line. I have hear...
- Math Wasn't Like This in My School: Yes. And a weird respect passed between us too. ...

