Her name is Virginia Grafton-Wade, and the Chupacabra Series might not be what it is today without her. This week, Virginia would have turned 99-years-old. I met her while delivering meals for the organization, Meals on Wheels, when I was living in Southern California. Being a warm and friendly individual from introduction, an immediate friendship was formed. After nearly two years of bringing Virginia "Ginny" her meals, she discovered I was writing my first book. Virginia lit up. Then I told her I was writing a western. She beamed! (Western was her favorite) Then I mentioned it was also horror. Well... the smile faded a bit on that one as western "romance" was actually her favorite-favorite
I was not a great student. Though my body was present in class, my mind would get me to my seat, made sure I had all that I needed, then sneaked out the door once class started to explore far-off lands and mystical places. If it hadn't been for theatre, I probably would not have lasted as long as I did in college. Though some subjects would still bore me to sleep today, in recent years, I have developed an appreciation for others; even those where I paid more attention to the clock on the wall than the instructor. It's not new news to state I like to write period pieces, and because of that, I wish I had paid more attention in history. Because of writing, I have found the fun in a subjec
