"With fenders spread like wings, we scattered light through half Astoria... Over the great bridge, with the sunlight through the girders making a constant flicker upon the moving cars, with the city rising up across the river in white heaps and sugar lumps all built with a wish out of non-olfactory money.  The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and beauty of the world."     F. Scott Fitzgerald    

Born and raised in New York City, in the shadow of the 59th Street and Triboro Bridges in Astoria, Queens (New York's Little Athens”), I became a Voice major at the High School of Music and Art in Harlem and an English major at Vassar College, focusing on Victorian Literature. I earned an M.A. in English at NYU; post-baccalaureate certification in teaching from William Paterson; and an M.L.I.S. from Rutgers.
I've ghost-written grant proposals for a monsignor, planned galas behind the caribou diorama at the Museum of Natural History, proof-read a medical magazine and pounded keys in a typing pool (without a bathing suit). Currently, I am an elementary-school librarian. Yes, I have puppets, and I'm not afraid to use them.      

A classically trained musician, I've performed with numerous Manhattan choruses, created and directed an all-women's madrigal group and studied early opera and Baroque gesture with the New York Continuo Collective. With Virginia Kaycoff, I founded the early-music ensemble Choraulos, in which I sang and played recorders, psaltery, medieval lap harp, hand-held drum and made  judicious use of that under-appreciated instrument, the finger cymbals. For many years, I romped onstage with New York Revels.  

 Me, telling the story of Billy Goats Gruff to a rapt audience at the New York Revels.       

Choraulos performing at the the now defunct Sands Point Medieval Festival. 

New Yorkers believe our city is the center of the world (it is), but it's fun to go adventuring. I've visited a Norwegian glacier and a Greek volcanic isle, saluted elephant seals off the coast of northern California, sailed down the Danube, ridden in a hot-air balloon over the Rio Grande and wended my way from southern France to Santiago de Compostela in the footsteps of medieval pilgrims. 

A picture of one of the most beautiful places I've ever visited: it's Spain (not Ireland)!

Ballooning over the Rio Grande

My writer's bio usually mentions that I share my home with two ghost-dogs. Ceili and Gershwin reside in my heart, forever young. My northern New Jersey garden, no longer mine, still blooms there, too.  


My beautiful New Jersey front yard

My first work of fiction, scribbled when I was six, was a picture-book about bunnies and a squirrel illustrated in pink pencil. Writing workshops taken since then include poetry with William Packard at NYU, fiction with April Reynolds at the 92nd Street Y, children's fiction at the Highlights for Children Foundation and YA fiction with Maryrose Wood at the Southampton Arts Summer program. I am a member of the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators and the Science Fiction Poetry Association.

My speculative fiction and poetry, often based on myths and fairy tales, appear in places like Mythic Delirium, Strange Horizons, Stone Telling, Goblin Fruit and Luna Station Quarterly.  My works for children appear in magazines like Cricket, Australia's School Magazines and Spellbound.