Throughout my childhood, I continued to write – mostly solo, stories of all kinds. In my early teens, I embarked on a salacious YA novel with my stepsister, Bridget, which is too embarrassing to discuss any further. (I still have that, too, but it’s safely locked inside a heavy metal trunk in my attic.)
In my late teens and early twenties, I decided I wanted to do theatre. I studied acting, performed in film, television and on stage, then segued into directing and eventually producing. I met and fell in love with my husband, Stephen Hamilton, and we partnered on a number of creative projects, including starting and running a regional theater (Bay Street Theatre, in Sag Harbor). Even then, I spent a lot of my personal time writing – mostly children’s stories, a lot of them in verse, that never saw the light of day. I also taught playwriting to middle and high school students, and worked as a dramaturg (which is to a playwright what an editor is to an author). Then Steve and I had kids of our own.