Photo A.M. Moscoso
Oakwood Cemetery.
Beaver Dam WI USA
October2023

When I was five years old I wanted to fly space ships- in a pinch I thought I’d settle for being the Captain of my very own Pirate ship.

But I was firm.

I wanted to be the Captain of my own ship.

Before I was 8 years old  reality came crashing down on my head.

I was told that people were going to fly to places like Mars and beyond, women were going to be Captains of their own ships ( even though in 1969, when I was five years old women couldn’t open their own banking or checking accounts unless their husband’s signed off on it ) because anything was possible in THE FUTURE.

But I wasn’t going to be one of those women. Special, bright, and exceptional people did the things I dreamed about.

And guess what.

It turned out that those people who told me I was being ” silly ” were right.

I never did anything ‘special’.

So I write about monsters and pirates and flying space ships and nobody has stopped me from doing that.

Pretty much, I dare anyone to do that.