Growing Up Stacey
Born in Connecticut and raised by a farmer and a teacher, my childhood was pretty average and anguish-free, save for the trauma of having to share a rocking horse with my sister (I was led to believe it was a gift to me alone). Luckily, I was able to survive this early sorrow relatively intact, and my sister and I are still very close to this day. (I would have no problem sharing a hobby horse with her now.)
I've always loved writing, and my high school English teacher, Ms. Carol Lacoss, encouraged me to work at not sucking at it. After college (WE ARE--PENN STATE!) I moved to Block Island, RI, where I began my writing career as a weekly humor columnist for the Block Island Times. For six years, I waxed poetic on such topics as how to disguise dust bunnies as wall-to-wall carpeting and how difficult it is to tell the difference between wild grass and corn when weeding the garden. During this time, I also published articles in the Island Crier and The Works Magazine.
Eventually, I returned to my home state of Connecticut amid little fanfare, something I haven't quite gotten over (where's my ticker-tape parade, people?). My first novel, Ordinary Boy, was published in 2015, and then there was no looking back. I live a caffeine-fueled life of story submissions, rejections, and the occasional—glorious—acceptance.
I've always loved writing, and my high school English teacher, Ms. Carol Lacoss, encouraged me to work at not sucking at it. After college (WE ARE--PENN STATE!) I moved to Block Island, RI, where I began my writing career as a weekly humor columnist for the Block Island Times. For six years, I waxed poetic on such topics as how to disguise dust bunnies as wall-to-wall carpeting and how difficult it is to tell the difference between wild grass and corn when weeding the garden. During this time, I also published articles in the Island Crier and The Works Magazine.
Eventually, I returned to my home state of Connecticut amid little fanfare, something I haven't quite gotten over (where's my ticker-tape parade, people?). My first novel, Ordinary Boy, was published in 2015, and then there was no looking back. I live a caffeine-fueled life of story submissions, rejections, and the occasional—glorious—acceptance.