What a horrible neighborhood you live in. Mine has been close-knit. An elderly neighbor died last month. I had written a story inspired by her a year ago and she loved it. Alice was my biggest fan and the matriarch of our neighborhood.


Hope you’ll find some fun in reading it. I’ll let you know when another house in our neighborhood comes up for sale:)

Her writing muse lurks in the volcanic hills amidst mustangs, marmots and jackalopes. While hiking with her dogs, Ann stumbles upon stories of dark humor.