About

Chanacee, April 2016.

Chanacee, April 2016.

I’m a Texas girl (though I was born in Wichita, KS) living in East Tennessee amid the spectacular beauty of the Great Smoky Mountains! Every day I look around and think to myself, I can’t believe I get to live here! The mountains are stunning throughout all four seasons, but I must say, despite allergies, spring is my favorite. When that “new green” color

Chanacee, April 2016, Jonesborough, TN.

Chanacee, April 2016, Jonesborough, TN.

starts peeking out from the ground to the treetops I am reminded that all things are possible and flourish in their rightful season.

#TheWrigleyPup at four months.

#TheWrigleyPup at four months.

I live with my husband, Michael. We have been married for over twenty action-packed years that have covered many states and more than a dozen moves. He mostly keeps me grounded and always reminds what is truly important in life – faith and family.

Together we live with our two incredibly energetic pups, Wrigley and Arkkis Pond. We brought Wrigley home on July 9, 2015, when he was about three months old. He came to us by way of the Humane Society and a wonderful foster family who was kind enough to care for him until the right home could be found. Wrigley was slated as a “Shepherd Mix,” but as we’ve watched him grow we’ve come to believe there is a little Grey Hound and Labrador Retriever in there as well.

Arkkis Pond, December 2015

Arkkis Pond, December 2015

Arkkis Pond found her way to our front yard on December 13, 2015, and we believe her to be a Boxer-Shar Pei. Our neighbors had intended to care for her until her owners could be found, but their oldest dog was less than thrilled with that idea. So, she made her way to our house and Wrigley instantly had a bestie. After a month of waiting out someone looking for her/finding her, we have decided she’s ours. This is for the best, because I don’t believe at this point that either she or Wrigley would do so well without the other. Together they are a handful, but they are also a great blessing to us and hours of entertainment!

The Wrigley pup & Arkkis Pond, January, 2016.

The Wrigley pup & Arkkis Pond, January, 2016.

Reading Harper Lee.

Reading Harper Lee.

As for being a writer… I’ve been writing ever since I can remember. Honestly, it’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted to do, aside from those brief moments of desperate desire to be a ballerina, firefighter, astronaut, or brilliantly famous archaeologist! Most of these longings were inspired by books, maybe not that last one though. At an early age I found it amazing that mere words carefully strung together on paper could become such clear images in my head. I discovered they had the power to take me anywhere, even places that didn’t exist. Thusly inspired I’ve been jotting random bits and pieces of stories or poetry in notebooks, on scraps of paper, the backs of envelopes or receipts, whatever was handy. For years and years I stuffed those bits and pieces into a box. One day I had enough for a whole book! I still write on random scraps only now I stuff those bits and pieces into an accordion file that I keep promising myself I’ll organize… it could happen. Mostly, though, I rifle through that file only when I’m considering new characters and next projects, so, unorganized, but ever handy is just fine by me.

What I write – Currently, I have published four middle-grade books and one cozy mystery. The middle-grade books are adventure-fantasy and I hope young readers, and their parents, find them to be entering and positive. I have a few other projects in the works, for younger children and adults, but in the end my goal is always the same, entertaining and positive. Words are powerful things and wielding them is, I believe, both a gift and a responsibility. I will always seek to build up and never tear down.

Lastly, here are a few links to places that have generously published some of my work:

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~Chanacee

“If I speak in human and angelic tongues but do not have love, I am a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal.” ~1 Corinthians 13:1