Marshall, Ann Hall

When I was a child, before I could actually write words, I composed little stories and poems: I saw the moon/in the afternoon./That was too soon./ Ever since, (I am now 93) I have been at my typewriter or computer pouring out children's plays and press releases, articles and short stories-many of the latter published. It was a busy life with my beloved husband. We had ten children; we each earned graduate degrees; we built a six-bedroom house; Bob was a college professor (Latin) and I taught adult education for many years. With all that, I didn't get around to writing my first novel Crooked Li...