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About the Book

Pale Girl SPEAKS, a memoir, chronicles the most significant year of my life. My writing began more as an exercise – a way to feel creative…a healthy way to vent.  After my first melanoma diagnosis, I was told by my doctor that I couldn’t start a family, I’d put my acting career on hold, I felt paralyzed. I needed some way to put things in order. So, in between doctor’s appointments and volunteering at the hospital, I began writing my story. Somehow, getting it down on paper, made it feel manageable. It simplified all the emotion and fear into, well, letters on a page. At first I thought, “I’ll write a play. Yes, I’ll write a play and when I’m recovered I’ll produce and star in it.” Very quickly it became clear, at least to me, that I’d lost my desire to be an actor. That part of me, kinda’ shriveled up. But as the words and stories and emotion came easier, I started to see the book take shape. I’d never been a writer, or even considered it as a profession, but it felt natural. A little more than a year after my surgery, the book was nearly complete…nearly. I couldn’t write the end. Looking back, it’s so obvious why the final pages eluded me. I didn’t know the end cause I hadn’t lived it yet. I couldn’t just tie-up my story with a nice neat little bow and call it a day. The end was…out there. So, like many writers before me, I put a years worth of hard work into a closet. Cut to nearly ten years later, I literally woke-up one morning and said out loud “I know the end.” And so…I wrote it.