As the story goes, I was in the right place at the right time. A part-time job as an advertising copywriter felt more like fun than work. Then they hired me full-time. Later, I moved to major ad agencies as Copy Chief and Creative Director, then my own creative boutique working with Atlanta's Fortune 500 firms. Until another dream took hold.
On a short trip to Paris, my husband and I played mind games about staying in France long enough to get over jet lag. After two years of paranoid planning, we "ran away from home" for a five-month sabbatical--which turned into five years in a 150-year-old home.
My writing desk overlooked a grape vine (singular but it was on steroids) and a distant view of the Loire's Cher River. The years of research needed to be shared as a short-cut for others. Thus, it became "The Grown-Up’s Guide to Running Away from Home." Other books followed.
And I still love travel...and writing about it.