Jeanette Appel Cave

I carried stories wrapped carefully in my memory for sixty-plus years of my life. Raising my kids as a single mom was the first order of business and, just when my first family was ready to fledge, I found myself with another. Writing took a back burner to sometimes working two jobs to make ends meet. Finally, when my youngest was on the path to becoming an adult, I began edging toward retirement and found those stories still poking and prodding, wanting to be told.

I found an editor and a graphic designer and piles of old notes and outlines, and the first four books flowed out like they were in a hurry to finally breathe free. We self-published them onto Amazon, hoping for accidental embraces from a reader or two. Not a fan of self-promotion (I had been tired out by doing this in the workplace all my life for each and every advancement), I just gave them wings and let them fly. (Much like my children would say I had done with them but I hope they are being snide.) There were more stories to be told so my daughter and I completely self-published my collection of short stories.

My love and thanks to all friends and family who bought my books. I welcome reviews. I still live with my youngest, our two dogs (terrier-ists) and three cats, in Sacramento, CA.