I am happily married with three adult children who will make their own path in life with confidence.

I read the Stephanie Plum series up to sixteen then couldn't stand it anymore and stumbled on fan fiction. I delved into the unknown and have written twenty-six stories. Hopefully you like my version. I love the Merry Men but am solidly a Babe fan. I don't hate Joe. He just needs to find someone who can be what he wants.

I seem to be trending to strong Stephanie stories. She just can't be a ditz forever. I hope you like her. I had a fantastic mother in law, who has since passed. She said that a strong woman is a force to be reckoned with. She was forced to raise two young boys after her husband's untimely death and she is a hero in my eyes. They both grew up to be strong and caring individuals themselves. I think our children have the same characteristics. I have no worries that they will stand up for themselves very capably. They are, at the same time, able to listen and respect other views. Good on you. I am very proud of you.

Unfortunately all too often good people do bad things. People get caught in the cross fire. It takes a strong and loyal friend to stand by and not believe what they hear. I did not base my latest stories on any particular incident or news alert. It was a thought I had in my mind and it took off from there.

Hunting for the missing woman you love is painful. You relive every conversation, every gesture, every moment you spent together. Your heart clenches in fear. As good as you are, sometimes you need a helping hand leading the way.

Finding your true love is the most wonderful experience. You can laugh, cry, argue, love and know they support you unconditionally.

Love is a rocky crag. There are plateaus and dips. There are challenges all the way to the top. Reaching the summit takes a lot of work, but the view is spectacular.

Friendship is something you earn. Losing that friendship hurts everyone.

In parts of the world, a handshake agreement is as strong as a signed document. Your word is your bond. Trust is earned and can also be withdrawn.

You do your best but sometimes the world wants to bite you on your ass. It takes a strong network of friends and colleagues to assist as you try to clear your name.

I normally try to write a strong Stephanie in my stories, but I stepped back and attempted one where she is vulnerable and very, very submissive. Now, I need to redeem myself in my own eyes and write a sequel.

Stephanie is functioning and flourishing in her new business but is that enough? Does she really want to be alone for the rest of her life? Does anyone??

The cruelness hits hard when one has a life-changing episode and Stephanie is exhibiting all the usual symptoms: hope, desire, a sudden and complete reality check, and finally, hope once again. Can your mind and emotions be enough?

I first published as babesrus1, but the file was damaged and I was forced to assume a new name. I had published three and one half stories on my old site before it crashed. I continue to be locked out of that site so I cannot make any changes.

Let me state for the record. I AM CANADIAN. We are a country that is habitually slow to anger but never, never are we a country that will roll over and allow ourselves to be taken lightly. We will defend our borders and our citizens and yes, we can fight.

I needed a change so I published a story in the Alpha and Omega Series as medeathecat. This site is totally different with werewolves and vampires and other beings. It is not for everyone but I wanted to try to branch out. Why the name change? Honestly, how many would read both Janet Evanovich AND Patricia Briggs?

My muse thinks she's back, so we will see. I have some ideas...

Just a short FYI. I am now happily retired. I was working in retail until a year ago but my heart goes out to all the front line workers during his time of world uncertainty. Please be safe.

I had been working on a sequel to My Name is Stephanie Michelle. Well, two sequels really. One was finished and one about half done. I know it's a poor excuse but my computer ate the latter. Quite frankly, I am not in any mood to type make-believe stories right now.