Lexi grew up in South Alabama in a rural community with one flashing light and a small country store that sold everything from gas to pickled eggs. Her father, a circuit judge, collected clocks â€” chiming clocks that binged and banged all night long in rhythm with the trains that chugged and wailed down the railroad track not a hundred yards from Lexiâ€™s girlhood home. Needless to say, Lexi is a very sound sleeper. And to this day, the lonely sound of a train whistle does something to her.
She grew up surrounded by cotton fields and wide open spaces. She was a major tomboy. Dressed in a boy cousinâ€™s hand-me-downs, she ran barefoot, climbed trees, played in ditches, and picked sun-warmed dew berries off their prickly vines. Sometimes, her parents drove her into town to play with her city cousins. They played dress-up, made forts, charged up and down dirt mounds in noisy games of King of the Hill and chased the mosquito truck on their bikes.
Lexiâ€™s mother was a high school English teacher who instilled in her daughter a love of reading and books. The muse first struck Lexi in the third grade, when she began to write poetry. Bad poetry.
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Books:Demon Hunting With a Dixie Deb, June 2016
Dixie Demon Hunting
Demon Hunting In The Deep South, August 2012
So I Married A Demon Slayer, September 2011
Demon Hunting In Dixie, May 2011