TheBrainyOne

Single mother of two young children, working very hard to change from being a writer of documentation, to a writer of screenplays.

The most important aspect of my life is my children, which is probably the reason I'm not married. I'm too busy keeping up with them to include anyone else in our lives.

Like most people, I've lived a very full and rewarding life with it's obstacles to learn from, as well as great awards.  Even if you don't agree with everything I say  (unless we have the same brain that isn't going to happen) there will be opportunities for discussions.  If there are, then I do my job well.

My life will be shared in bits and pieces on this site.  If you know me you may remember details differently than I, however, this is true to the best of my knowledge.

Sit back and enjoy the story of a small girl who was born in South Bend, Indiana, in 1966.  My mother was just about eighteen when she became pregnant and married a man of twenty-nine, who already had two daughters of his own.  They hated her and blamed her for destroying their family.

When I was a two, I vaguely remember being "sealed" in the LDS (Mormon Temple) to my parents. I recall the white slip I had on and the endless sugar cookies we were allowed. At the time, they seemed as big as my head and I was overjoyed my parents weren't there to stop me.

My mother had four more children over the course of the next twelve years; two girls, born eleven months apart, and two boys.  That's where I'll begin.