DawnDawn's FatherI grew up in Troy, NY, the daughter of an Armenian “meat and grocery” man and a stay-at-home mom. We lived in the city, but I developed an early love of rural life through frequent visits to my cousins’ home in the country and at an overnight YWCA camp. I took dance lessons happily and was dragged kicking and screaming to piano lessons. Eight years of lessons, and I can barely play.

I went to public schools and hoped to turn my love of English into a writing career. My guidance
counselor told me I needed to be able to take care of myself in case I never married. In those days, most girls became a nurse or a teacher. Since my sister was a teacher, I chose nursing. I never made it through surgery without passing out. Great career planning, huh?

cde2191bfc05feaabb724904e518380bI’ve been married to Dennis for over half my lifetime now, fortunate to have found a man who is a great
friend and playmate, in addition to the usual husbandly roles. He also cooks and does the grocery
shopping! We lead active lives, frequenting the gym, hiking, canoeing and cross-country skiing. I’m an
avid animal lover, and doubt I’ll ever write a novel that doesn’t include them. In May of 2017 we lost our sweet Border Terrier, Nala. We took a break from dog ownership to pursue travels–she traveled with us in our hearts, and now is featured in my new novel. In February of 2018 we adopted a frisky 2-year-old Russell Terrier named Dubby, who has helped heal our hearts.

After years in the health care field, I finally pursued my writing passion. I published my first novel, Autumn Colors, after my fiftieth birthday, followed a few years later by In Her Mother’s Shoes. Next came Star Catching in 2016. The Eyes Have It, a twenty-first century tale of star-crossed lovers. was published in 2019. I enjoy creating stories from ordinary lives, about relationships, families, friendships and other life connections. My current project: I’m immersed in research for a historical novel about Armenian Americans – those who came to America to escape the massacres by Ottoman Turks and the generations that followed.