I
don’t have a ‘first home.’ In my youth, I adjusted to new homes about 25 times (Army
brat). As an adult I spent 33 years in 6 different homes in Washington State.
For the last 17 years, my husband and I have lived part time in Arroyo
Grande, CA. Many of the people I meet here
in California come from another state.
In fact, I rarely meet people who have grown up and live near their
family homes. I keep thinking that the
best (read: unusual) novel, might be about an extended family still
maintaining a family home/compound through the generations. How rare is that?
And
who cares? I have fared well (okay, no
psychiatrist has examined me to make that judgment) by living a nomad
life. Yet I’m aware of a certain aura of
entitlement that goes with the statement: "I’ve always lived here (close to my
family) and I’m proud to say I always will."
I
lived my early days as an Army brat and had no choice about moving from country
to country (U.S., Germany, U.S., Japan, U.S., Korea, U.S.). Did you?
Why did you move from your birthplace? Looking back, any regrets...if you had it to do all
over again, would you have stayed (or established) a ‘family home’ or are you glad you struck out on your
own?
Speaking of traveling, get ready for the release of my newest novel, BAD LIES, about an American geologist and a golfer who find trouble and love in Italy. Countdown begins. In two weeks, you'll be able to read BAD LIES:
Speaking of traveling, get ready for the release of my newest novel, BAD LIES, about an American geologist and a golfer who find trouble and love in Italy. Countdown begins. In two weeks, you'll be able to read BAD LIES:
Six
Suspense Novels Spiked with Romance
