If there is one term that describes me it is curious. My mother swore that upon my quarrelsome arrival into the world the first word I labored to wrap my baby lips around was why? Apparently I liked it where I was and none too pleased to leave. But, why is the question that even today haunts me. Answering that one dogged question means there’s not much I’m not willing to learn at least a little something about.

To that dubious end I have had more ‘careers’ then I care to contemplate, as I continue to sample my way through a smorgasbord of interesting occupational possibilities: college instructor, advertising prevaricator and shopping network writer somewhere at the top of my list of favorites.

So, while mining the universe for that one telling detail my next book can't do without, the grand experiment commonly thought of as Pamela Rose's life, rambles on.