An Interview with Karen Tartaglia
For years, I had a dream. I wanted to write a book. Stories swam around my mind heading in no particular direction. Then one Christmas season, our elves came to visit. A little story began to brew in my mind and grew throughout the month. Then another lockdown hit us. This time, in January, I decided to tell the tale to my daughter Kayla on one of our frosty January walks. I went home and jotted down what I thought would be a simple eleven-chapter story. When lockdown ended, this dream was put to one side but remained in both my heart and my mind.



















