Hello there, dear, and welcome to my website. I'm Rose the Story Lady. You probably haven't heard of me, but that's alright, I understand. I'll tell you a little bit about myself and then we'll be old friends in no time, how does that sound? Well, where to start? Begin at the beginning is what I always say, so I suppose that's where I should start.

In August of 1940, while most folks were caught up in the drama of Hitler's airplanes bombing the English, there were two folks with something a little closer to home on their minds. These two folks were my parents and what they had on their minds was me - I was bound and determined to come into the world and come into it I did - nearly three months too early. This sort of thing was much more dangerous in those days, and for many weeks they weren't sure I was going to live. But I did, and wouldn't you know it, it was right then that things changed for the English and the worst of the danger passed. My papa said I was their good luck charm, and to this day I love to tell that story.

I was a sickly child, small and frail, so most of my excitement came from the stories I read in books rather than playing horseshoes or skipping rope. Oh how I poured over Treasure Island and Anne of Green Gables and yes, Pride and Prejudice too. I also loved to listen to my grandparents, of which I was lucky enough to have four, who always seemed to be brimming with stories of what I like to call the ordinary extraordinary - normal days that turned out funny or surprising or tragic or momentous. And of course, in such company, I couldn't help but begin to tell my own stories too.

Now, don't you go looking in your Amazons or your Googles for my books to add to your newfangled reading computer. I never put much stock in the publishing business. I prefer to tell my stories the way stories were told to me as a child - free of charge. I jotted them down in letters before everyone switched to those e-mails and told them aloud to the neighborhood kids until their parents stopped letting them out of the house lest they be kidnapped (ridiculous!) Finally, my grandson showed me how to use a computer (it is rather like a typewriter!) and now here I am on the internet.

So whenever you're looking to cozy up with a mug of tea and a nice story, you come visit Rose.