Introduction

I’m two score and five. Learned in the ways of Freud, Watson, Beck, and Skinner, I work hard to help others help themselves and those around them. In fact, I work so hard that I often have little time for those who matter most to me. Torn in hundreds of directions every week, I somehow remain whole.

Writing saves me. So do music and dance because I was born for melodies, harmonies, and movement. Music, dance, and writing are my healing trinity. My first compositions were created when I was little by striking combinations of ebonies and ivories on my grandfather’s piano. It wasn’t until years later that I started playing with poetry. Then came a short story or two before I turned my focus to choreography. But as life swept me into psychological studies, the creative soul in me was crushed by the scientist who was determined to bust out.

It took twenty years, hard knocks from the professional world, and the challenges of raising my four kids (one with Down syndrome), for the scientist to be tamed. My creative soul woke up five years ago by telling me a story that I had to write. So here I am now with you, fellow Prosers. I’ve written a novel later in life than many who aspire to be authors and I’ve loved every moment of it. I love being here. I’m now the happiest I’ve ever been because I’m balanced; the scientist and the creative in me are in harmony. May all of you find your balance as well.

Thank you for reading this bit about me. I try to have fun here on Prose. If you have any burning questions, please feel free to ask. And always: Be happiness and peace. -Ivy