Anne MurrayI live in the middle of nowhere in northwestern Michigan. Sitting at my curly maple desk, I craft wacky children's stories while admiring the treetops, visiting critters and impossibly blue skies.Anne Murray is my author's name for my children's book. That was my granny's maiden name. I was named for her as she was called Nan. Even "Nanny Goat." Have no idea why. The goat part, I mean. She was always a good sport and willing to try new things. And I thought that she had a lot of courage to move from a very small town in northern Minnesota to Texas in her fifties.Even though she lived 1300 miles away, I loved her dearly. She would send me letters sharing what she had for dinner like peas and enclose a stick of Juicy Fruit gum. When we visited each spring, she would cook an enormous turkey dinner that could have fed us all week. But she loved it when my dad would take all of us to Luby's cafeteria and she could snag her favorite dessert--lemon meringue pie. We were happy to see her eat, hoping she would gain a few pounds on her 89-lb. frame.So my children's books honor my grandmother and her acceptance, humor and great love.After decades of finding all kinds of excuses to avoid writing, I am now playing with children's books. Upside-down fairy tales. Ghanian folk tales. Childhood memories. Who knows what else?Stay tuned for the next adventure.I love to hike, camp, kayak and enjoy nature's wonders. I talk to visiting critters...who sometimes respond with their behavior. Delight in a treat of dark chocolate. Scamper in dappled sunlight. And skip when no one is looking. Read More Read Less