Katya is eighteen in Tainted Amber. She’s all grown up. She’s independent. She’s naïve and a bit insecure; tenacious and curious. I am my mother’s daughter and in the compost pile of my writer’s mind, our lives become one. While it’s her stories that I’m reducing, reusing and recycling, it's my imagination that feeds them. The result? Tainted Amber. A love story created from the leftovers of my shared experiences with her.
Reducing, Re-using, Recycling: Creating a Story

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