What can I tell you? Age? Weight? No way! What about the
fact that I recently celebrated my fiftieth anniversary, so
I have some experience when it comes to romance. Will that
do?
I'm a native Outer Banker. For those of you who think that's
a detached ATM machine, look at a map of North Carolina
(conveniently pictured above) It's that skinny little elbow
of sand jutting out into the Atlantic. Which means I grew up
swimming, fishing, sailing, crabbing, clamming, surfing,
cleaning up after hurricanes ? whatever you can do on water,
I did it.
Mama taught me early that the natural position for
womankind is prone, with a supply of good books, ice tea and
whatever snacks are available. It still works for me.
I was a painter before I was a writer. Studied art,
taught art, wrote a newspaper column on art ? works in a lot
of permanent collections, ribbons and a shelf full of
tarnished silver trophies, etc. Don't have time to paint,
but I'm a co-owner of a wonderful fine crafts gallery here
on the island called Browning Artworks.
Writing struck like a midlife crisis. It occurred to me
to do it, and so I did it. Been doing it ever since. That
was some eighty-five books ago. With a 90 year old mother
who's a natural-born story-teller, a father who was a
big-league baseball player, and a grandfather who was a
seacaptain back in the days of sail, I've got more material
than I'll ever be able to use. It comes out gradually,
though, in both my contemporaries and the historicals I
write with my sister, Mary Williams, as Bronwyn
Williams.
Let's see ... where was I? Well, look, enough about me,
okay? Read my books. No glitz or glamour ? I wouldn't know
glitz if it jumped up and smacked me on the head. Not a lot
of suspense, either, because I don't have the required
attention span. But warmth, and laughter and that wonderful,
sizzling, tingling feeling of falling head over heels in
love...
Yeah. That.
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