House cleaner in Paris; waitress in Santorini, assistant literary agent in New York, art gallery manager, MBA fast-tracker, executive recruiter, carob bean picker: which of these careers have I NOT attempted?*

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I realize this list might look ominously random.  “ADHD and a credit card with a liberal spending limit,” you ask?  Well, maybe.  But the real reason I have taken the jobs I have is the same one that led Jennie, in Higglety Pigglety Pop! to go out in the world.  I was looking for Experience. (And if you haven’t read this Maurice Sendak classic then run, don’t walk, to get it. I’ll wait.)

Over the years I have found Experience in many wonderful and sometimes strange places.  But none surprise me as much as my life today.  My family and I live in a truly lovely New England seaside town, where my children swim and sled and catch turtles and are kind enough to let me tag along with them. The Husband (who was offered the carob bean job back when we were both 23…just saying…not that I’m holding a grudge or anything…anyway) and I enjoy largely peaceful lives, as long as the US and Canada aren’t playing each other in Olympic hockey. While the experiences are not the same as they once were, they are glorious in their own way.

And after sacrificing thousands of trees to my writing habit, I have decided to try and take the voices out of my head and put them down on paper.  Now I write for fun and profit, though not always at the same time. My writing is for children and young adults, as well as for people like me who, no matter what their age, are still looking for their next experience. I am represented by the amazing Marietta Zacker of the Nancy Galt Literary Agency, which means she takes my crazy stories and finds people who will turn them into books.

* I was not a carob bean picker.  I tried to be, in Crete, but Yanni wouldn’t hire me because I wasn’t a man.  Good luck shattering the glass ceiling over the carob bean trees.

If you are wondering about the wonderful woodcut on the header of this blog, it came from here

If you are wondering who took such a purdy picture of me it was this talented woman here