Kyle Ann, a contemporary Women’s fiction author and a grandmother of four, used to think she was a dog lover, but recently came to the conclusion she was a Reggie lover. Reggie, her 16-year-old Cockerpoo is perfect. Other dogs are not.

She’s also a yoga attempter, gym-lover wanna be, and loser of the same twenty pounds over the last ten years.

She was born in Japan and spent her Navy-brat youth in Annapolis, Maryland, Athens, Georgia, Bangkok, Thailand, and Virginia Beach before settling in Kentucky then Massachusetts to raise her family.

She’s a retired Physical Therapy Assistant with most of her education (and stories) coming from raising four children who are all out of college, happy in their own spaces, and paying their own bills. She lives lakeside in Northeast Georgia, although her heart will always belong to the beach- the best escape anyone can have.

When she’s not wrangling stories from her family or reading books for her blog, she’s traveling to see friends and family and sometimes taking advantage of writing conferences and retreats around the country. She loves watching old movies, writing Women’s Fiction, and enjoying a glass of wine on her deck mesmerized by her water view.

Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless, like water. Bruce Lee

Note from Kyle Ann:

I didn’t know I wanted to be a writer until after my four grown children moved out of the house and we moved to Lake Lanier in Georgia where I found a bin full of past writing. It was then I decided to retire and take classes in creative writing.

I found copies of my High School literary magazine called the GAM-TIL. (It was named way before my time but stood for LIT MAG backwards.) I also found notebooks upon notebooks of lyrics and poetry, some I and my friends wrote, some I copied off the back of album covers. Most importantly I found the journals, with both prose and poetry, from my “non-writing” years when I raised my family which offered me fodder for my current writing. I did a lot of writing back then for not being a writer.

I’ve always been an avid reader and began writing in junior high school when I fell in love with Rod McKuen. The Beautiful Strangers and Moment to Moment could always be found in my backpack serving as inspiration for my own poetry and lyric writing. (They can currently be found on the bookshelf in my den.)  From All Teens to All Parents was my first published poem and could be found in our local hospital’s newsletter.

I remember exactly where I read The Exorcist- on the top bunk in the room I shared with my younger sister in our Chelsea Street house. I remember reading Anne of Green Gables in Mrs. Chamber’s second grade classroom. She was the best. She encouraged us to write songs for daily activities, such as lining up for lunch, or doing our homework at home, and she would play the guitar as we sang them.

In high school, I was fortunate to be accepted into the Humanities program. Instead of separate history, English, and literature classes, there was one class involving them all (and sometimes included math, science, and music.)  We did a lot of reading and writing. So, needless to say, in my adult years I became a historical fiction buff.

One semester my entire grade was based on any project I chose to create. I memorized the 88 lines of Longfellow’s The Wreck of the Hesperus and presented it along with a summary of the story and a history of Longfellow to the class. Irony: the story line of the poem encompasses the theme that threads throughout all my women’s fiction writing: How we cause so much pain within our families due to miscommunication and misconception even in the name of love and protection.