I’m Maxi Malone (it’s the name I use to write my books). Actually, I always use it. Everyone calls me Maxi except my husband, he called me honey.
I was born in Staten Island, New York but spent very little time there. Miami, Florida is where I grew up and consider it my home town.
I’m third in line of seven kids, so I know all about loud noise, standing in line, leftovers, hand-me-downs, etc.
My mom stayed home and dad played piano in the cabarets. While we were awake he was asleep, so we didn’t see too much of dad.
There’s a lot of chaos in a house filled with that many kids; you have to find a place to go. Make your own place actually.
We all have a place inside that lights us up —even if we are not aware. The spark exploded in me the day I wrote my first complete sentence. I was six.
Now those sentences are written until they become a novel. It’s my addiction. What’s yours?
Until we meet again…
May Your Glass Always Be Half Full
Update: I lost my husband to lung cancer in August 2011. There are no words to explain the pain, the agony. Yet I promised to go on, to live well and to finish the novel.
Feb. 14, 2016 was our 43nd anniversary.