Mary is an offspring of the counter-culture mind-blown hippie movement that sprung up north of the Bay Area after the sixties. She roamed through the landscape with all of the other half-feral, half-naked, half-educated children running wild in the hills and forests of Northern California, like Titania’s fairies roamed through the Grecian wood or Wendy’s lost boys roamed through Neverland, dancing through buttercups, oak leaves, and wild strawberries.
She continued to roam as she grew older, through Africa, Asia, Europe and the Americas, finally landing in San Francisco where she currently resides with three pesky roommates and two mellow cats, no wait switch that.
She has taken her love of adventure and turned it to the pen to write about all the strange, fabulous, and unexpected in this world.
Visit her at marycmoore.com.