Growing up with a German mother and Indian father was sometimes more interesting than I could stand, but the food was always great. We moved around a lot while I was a kid. We lived in Saudi Arabia, then Germany, Brazil, and then Germany again, where we finally settled down. Eventually I married a Bavarian: the food is still great, but life is a lot calmer.
I started writing when I was fifty-three, after years of being a soccer mom with a basket full of volunteer jobs. What started as an impulsive thing became a burning passion, and then a profession.
We have two sons, two cats, but only one TV, and live in beautiful Hamburg, Germany.