I am a thirty-something virtual psychiatrist and writer. I have an actual live muse who wishes to remain anonymous. She's considerably older than I am, but she loves my youth and enthusiasm. She's mired, oops, I mean happily engaged in a life that includes marriage, children, grandchildren, and a dog. She is also a psychiatrist, the real-world kind.
My muse and I are fascinated by human nature, when it works well and when it doesn't. We like to help people find happier and more fulfilling lives, hence our chosen professions as psychiatrists and writers.
We also both enjoy good food, friends, politics, books and the ocean. And we like to talk to people who share some of our same interests.
I've been a story teller most of my life, as has my muse. I'm named after a grandmother who also wrote and published stories.
I love to read and write cozy mysteries--those stories that bring comfort to a reader and only mild anxiety. When I can I like to add humor to the mix.
Sometimes I write short story mysteries that are a little less cozy.
I believe we all need to be active citizens. I consider myself a member of the Coffee Party. We look for the common ground. My muse is a little to the left of me, and she has a lot to say on the subject.
If you want to know more about how I spend my time, visit my Facebook Fan Page: Sarah Osborne, Mystery Author
"The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color."
―Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting