Meet Sharon

 

I grew up in a haunted house in the sleepy wilds of Ballard in Washington, where front lawns seemed grander, roads wider, my dad’s hands larger, and everyone was a friend, or at least a potential audience member. While our ghost never showed itself, it did make its presence known from time to time. Closed doors mysteriously opening, lights blinking on and off, and the very real feeling that you were never alone. A less creative person might chalk it up to older house issues and an off-the-charts imagination…

I often wonder about the people who live in that old house now. Do they know the stories built up over the years still breath in the corners? Can they hear the walls whisper secrets of lives long gone? Are they able to send their imaginations soaring into the deep water at the end of the pool? I wonder.

I’ve always had stories coming out of me, something like the plague, and eventually I started writing them down. Strange things happen to writers who don’t write, or grow their craft. You don’t want to see it. Trust me.

I write dark stories in a variety of forms, one of which you just might love. My stories will scare some, provoke others, and in some cases, make you laugh. My goal is to entertain.

Welcome to my world…