Then I met Fred, my second, current and final husband.
Needless to say, I was a wife and mother by the time I was seventeen, divorced at twenty. My biological mother died when I was thirteen, the age where puberty reared its ugly head. These kept me up ‘til the wee hours of the morning.īeing raised in Amityville was the icing on the cake. I would actually set my alarm if one of my favorite Alfred Hitchcock, Rod Serling or One Step Beyond was coming on late at night.
Books became my friend.Įarly in life, I found myself fascinated by the macabre. I had a difficult childhood because I developed severe eczema and most of my schoolmates shunned me until high school. Something About Me and My Book: I was born October 10, 19… in good ole Queens, New York.
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