Susan’s Stories and Posts

My mother says I taught myself to read by the time I was four.  I couldn’t wait to discover the magic of words.  I remember sitting at the breakfast table reading the cereal box.  When finished, I read it again.  I am addicted to words.  

People ask me how often I write—writers are always writing.  Even without a piece of paper in front of us, words are bouncing and buzzing in our heads like bees trapped in a glass jar.

If you like my stories, you can read more in my book, Wine and Cereal: An Irreverent Look at Sixtyish and Single, Volumes I, II, and III. Click here to purchase. Thanks.