Nancy Brophy grew up reading and writing. Her imaginary friends have rich lives and less self-doubts with stories that have beginning, middles and happy ending all within four hundred pages. She lives in the beautiful, green and very wet Northwest with her husband, two naughty dogs, PB and J, and forty rowdy chickens.
They have spent fourteen nail-biting months living in an apartment while their house was rebuilt from a house-fire in 2010. In the process she has acquired an in-depth knowledge of kitchen cabinets, bathroom plumbing fixtures and leaking roofs. One day she will find all of this funny and will write a story about it. But it won't be this year.