Deanna Caswell

The Long Version

 All the writers I know say things like, "I always loved books," or "I always wanted to write." But, this girl...

...wanted to have a farm and raise twelve kids, and be a scientist, and possibly a ballerina. 

Since I couldn't guarantee that anyone would marry me, and I was too clumsy to dance, I settled on scientist.  This kind:

I did read a lot, I guess, but I was so focused on ocean loving that I never noticed any tendency toward fiction books or writing. 

Wait, I did write a poem in fifth grade.  I submitted it to contest and didn't win.  It was dreadful.

And I think I won an essay contest once.  Only three of us entered. 

Oh, and in high school I was a part of a review/editing team for an 800-page government document explaining radioactive waste contamination clean-up efforts for the Department of Energy...

...but that's doesn't really count as writing, does it?

BUT, in the process of that project, a friend and I wrote an informational  picture book about the subject. 

We did our own illustrations. 

I can't draw. 

It was about radioactive waste. 

It was ...um...not good.

I also wrote a dreadful graduation speech, a few dreadful beginnings to non-fiction books, a host of dreadful research papers, and the personal journals I wrote (infrequently) were all SO embarrassing that they went to the landfill.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself.  Mr. Emert, my senior English teacher, wrote me a letter when I graduated, though I don't recall receiving it. 

I found it in my attic about a year ago.  It means the world to me--fifteen years after the encouragement was intended to take effect, but still, the world.  He's the only voice in my past that talks about my writing.  

It's like documentation of that whole "I've been a writer my whole life," thing that everyone else seems to have.   

After high school, I went to college.  I majored in Marine Biology, then Marine Chemistry, then Chemistry, then Chemistry/Math double major, then Inorganic Chemistry. One semester into my PhD, I realized I'd made a mistake.  I hate lab work.  Oops.

I thought about trying law, medicine, teaching, or foreign missions.  I even interviewed and started the application process for a few of those things, but somehow, I ended up in Marriage and Family Therapy.  Random.

Then, in the process of that degree, I got married. 

In the last semester of my Masters, I realized that I didn't like counseling people either.  Who was I to dabble in their lives, huh?  I loved studying how people tick, but making people tick was ick.

No matter.  I gave birth to our first child a couple of months after graduation.  Then...I did it two more times. 

I stayed home, happily raising fat babies, but I still felt that there was SOMETHING ELSE that I should be doing too. Not instead, mind you, but too.  As in as well.  As in IN ADDITION TO CHASING THREE PRESCHOOLERS ALL DAY?  Mad woman. 

I tried out lots of things.  Art, volunteer work, tutoring, and other stuff--then one day I tried out writing a children's books... AND I LOVED IT!!! 

Notice I didn't say, "I tried out writing a children's book...AND I WAS GOOD AT IT!!!" That takes practice and I'd been in labs swirling flasks and in leathery office chairs saying "How does that make you feel?" for a decade. 

I was TERRIBLE.  But, no matter how frustrated I got or how many times I quit, I just couldn't leave it alone.  And now I have two books and am in the middle of my first novel.  Happy, happy, Deanna. 

(If you want to read about how long it takes to get a kids' lit career off the ground after you decide to do it, see the For Writers section.) 

The Short Version

Deanna Caswell has been a nanny, lab tech, teacher, waitress, calculus tutor, counselor, and mountain guide. She holds a B.S. in Chemistry, a minor in Math, and an M.A. in Family Therapy. Deanna has traveled to forty-one states, Canada, England, France, Italy, and Africa. But, all that happened a WAY long time ago.

These days, she writes anytime she's not in charge of her three preschoolers.  The Caswell household also includes four red-headed chickens (Lola, Monty, Ronnie, Bird).

Deanna's hobbies include cooking up chemical concoctions in her kitchen, reading, jogging, and various homestead-y projects.