About

Keli Wright did not tell her mother, at age 3, that she wanted to be a writer when she grew up.  She did develop a callous and carpal tunnel because she was always writing something.  Or doodling while daydreaming.  Since the whole artist thing didn’t pan out due to lack of genetic support, she decided to try to communicate her visions through words.  These often involve the eternal search for Truth, the multi-dimensionality of existence, the sanctity of the individual and the power of the collective, food, and walks along a beach she’s never been to.

Her lack of a green thumb makes her farming progenitors roll over in their grave.  She adores her husband and 5 children, and on occasion feeds those who happen to be around at dinnertime.  Her favorite color is not purple though she sometimes dons a deep eggplant, figuratively speaking at least.