Author: Mary Ann

Nestled on Camano Island in Washington State, I share my life with my husband and our two golden retrievers — my loyal writing assistants. As a mother of three and proud grandma of three amazing grandkids, family is at the heart of everything I write. In fact, they helped shape the characters in my middle grade fantasy trilogy, which began as bedtime stories and blossomed into The Carnelian Game — a magical adventure that spans the globe.
  • Where Have I Been?

    It’s Thursday, my usual day to post a blog. The only problem is the last Thursday I posted a blog was two years ago! Guess life just got in the way. Or rather, I invited a lot of life into my schedule which upset the balance and kicked blogging to the curb. Time to regroup….

  • The Wisdom Tree

    Rebecca lay snuggled up to the trunk of the enormous old Oak, eyes closed, her breath as smooth as a satin ribbon. It had been far too long since she’d felt such peace, or rather, since she’d allowed such peace. It was as if she were bundled neatly in a cocoon as the wind whispered…

  • Hands of Time

      It wasn’t often he had time on his hands. Normally, there was nothing but a shortage. Yet, somehow, on this rainy windy morning, he had time; time to pick and chose, time to use or waste, time to wonder. He studied the clock above the work bench hanging among the menagerie of tools. The…

  • Wake Up!

    Every year, the arrival of spring brings a new reminder of how blessed we are to live in the Pacific Northwest. Unfortunately, it often takes an out-of-towner to bring the stunning beauty surrounding us each and every day of our lives, to our attention once again. Do we take it for granted? The mountains; towering…

  • The Invisible Man

    He really hadn’t meant to burn the place down. It was a prank gone awry, something to get her attention. Yet, the fire raged, the sirens screamed, and the police lights flashed. He sighed; why was it that nothing ever turned out the way he thought it would? Maybe next time he should try a…