The Goddess's Gift of Silence

In the forgotten mists of the Northern Grove, where the wind and destiny sing, birthrights are carved by divine breath, Mairenn Kerrigan is born without a voice in a world ruled by power. The daughter of a sacred bloodline and the only one untouched by the Goddess's ancient boon, she is the stillness amid the storm, the unlit torch in a kingdom of flame.
But silence, long thought to be her curse, holds a binding older than spellwork and deeper than lore. Whispers stir in the roots of the earth, in the lake beside the old cottage, and in the eyes of the one who watches her from behind a mask of disdain. As omens awaken and the stars realign, the world begins remembering what it tried to forget. Gifts, once buried, do not die; they wait.
As the balance of the sacred and profane begins to unravel, Mairenn must heed the call within her, a summons not of magic but of myth. The seed of the Goddess's last truth lies in her silence, and the forgotten path must rise again through her.

I was born in Canon City, Colorado, to Irish/Scottish parents, grew up in Canon City and Texas, now living in Florida for the last eleven years. My first book, "Arkadia a Druid's Tale," was published on March 1st, 2010. I love to write since I was 14 years of age but never thought myself good enough. When I met a man that encouraged me to fulfill my dreams at the age of 32 and still encourages me to move forward with my new works of art. Now I have the sequel to Arkadia and two others published. I hope you all will enjoy them.
When I'm asked if I write about myself, I have to sit back and try not to laugh. I was told that since my characters carry my pen name that my readers think it is about me.
The truth is, I write under my characters' name since she is the one who is really writing the book. I'm just her instrument of use. The one that allows her to write through me. Now you might think I'm crazy, but I can assure you, I'm just as sane as everyone else. I don't want people to know my real name. Those who do already think I have lost my ever-loving mind.
My family seems to think I should write successful conclusions, where the hero or heroine lives happily ever after. Yet that is not me. I want to write about good/evil, happiness/devastation. I want it where my readers are crying with the characters when they are happy or sad. I want them to want to do murder when the bad guy is out to harm another. I want my readers to cheer when the characters finally have a happy time and things have gone their way.
That is who I am. The kind of writer I want to be. So yes I hide behind my main character. I use her to keep me safe.