I was born in South Jersey, the land of Silk City diners, nuclear plants, corn fields and the Jersey Devil. My youth was spent reading voraciously, everything from Trixie Belden’s (in the vain hope that Jim would slip Trixie the tongue) to my Aunt Mary Ellen’s steamy bodice-ripping novels to anything in the stack of books my dad brought home from the library every Saturday, which got me hooked on the novels of Robert Ludlum and Donald E. Westlake.
After earning a degree in Marketing at Auburn University, I spent the next five years in the business world, which is a polite way of saying that I had eleven jobs in a five-year period, including door to door sales, skip tracing people who didn’t want to be found, repossessing cars and collecting on defaulted student loans. During this five-year period, I did an in-depth study of abnormal psychology and sociopathic behavior – and then I divorced him.
I didn’t have enough money for therapy, so I decided to go to medical school where I earned a degree as a doctor or podiatric medicine. That kept me occupied for the first two years and then I had what I refer to as a ‘walking nervous breakdown’. The school psychologist, Terry Murphy (thank you!) helped put me back together and I finished the last two years with weekly therapy and a healthy dose of legal pharmaceuticals.
My two-year surgical residency in Buffalo, New York introduced me to a new world of human behavior, including junkies, addicts, criminals, punks, S&M beauty queens and angry housewives with ice picks.
Upon graduation, I moved to Scottsdale, Arizona where I moved into my parent’s guest room (my standard of living skyrocketed!) and I took a loan to open a private practice so I could (finally!) be my own boss. I’ve been in practice since 2000 and I’ve made Phoenix magazine’s ‘Top Doc’ list in 2010, 2014, 2015 and 2016. I am passionate about podiatry and helping people who suffer from foot pain. I write the blog ‘Podiatry Shoe Review’, which is dedicated to helping people find good-looking shoes that are good for your feet and are pathology specific.
With the money from my loan to start the practice, I hired and an old-fashioned matchmaker to find me a decent man with a career. She did find me a lovely man who I dated for a year and a half – and then I met my husband, whom I adore.
I love being a podiatrist and I am not ready to quit my day gig to become a full-time writer – mostly because I think I would go bat-shit crazy without the grounding (and humbling) force of dealing with the complex, subtle and fascinating world of feet. No, I do not have a foot fetish, but one does become fond of feet when they start paying for your mortgage and vacations.
My screenplay OH BROTHER won the Phoenix Film Festival screenwriting competition in 2005 and was optioned by Gold Circle Films in 2008. Gunning For Angels is my fiction debut and it is the first of a trilogy entitled Fallen Angels. The second book, which is entitled Black Market Angels is slated for release in early 2017.
Gunning For Angels
Book One of the Fallen Angel’s Trilogy
When a golden haired beauty is found brutally slain, the last thing that sixteen-year old Enid Iglowski expected was to become the prime suspect. Running away from her troubled home in Florida and newly arrived in Phoenix in search of her real father, a private detective named Jack Fox, Enid finds herself caught in a web of murder, violence and underage sex trafficking.
Jack Fox, not handsome enough for Hollywood but too damned handsome for his own good, lands a plum job when the mysterious, gorgeous and stratospherically wealthy Eve Hargrove shows up at his office and drops a stack of cash in his lap. All he has to do is drop her troubled sister’s case – a down on her luck stripper with legs from here to the next zip code. It would all be so easy – if he didn’t have an inconvenient hard-on for the truth – and Eve.
When a corpse is found in the desert, a cold case gets red hot for Detective Bud Orlean, who will sacrifice everything, including his marriage, to prove that Eve Hargrove is a sociopathic killer. When the bodies start piling up and Enid Iglowski is at the center of every mess, Bud finds himself forced to work with the one man he despises, Jack Fox, to get to the truth.
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