Hi, I’m Marnie.
I was born to two broken people in the rural country side of Florida; not the fun part of Florida, but the type of Florida where the KKK leaves pamphlets on the church steps every Sunday – that part of Florida. My father, John, was a once successful entrepreneur and gambling addict. My mother, Mary, was, and probably always be, the most loving and delightful human to have walked this planet. My childhood was a happy, albeit unusual one. I discovered my love of books and reading as my mother read to me every single night before bed. As a child, I would devour the works of Shel Silverstein and grow to be a young lady that read every Judy Blume Book, that graduated to being obsessed with Stephen King. Perhaps it was Blume’s honest writing, and King’s ability to write of the dead, that lead Me to where I am now.
What is this place?
I began my writing career as a young teen. Writing for the local newspaper and eventually writing for my high school. I would eventually start writing long-form stories in college while pursuing a degree that would take well over a decade. Then, my mom died, and my writing changed.
I am a confessional blogger. This page was started because I began asking herself, What was it I so badly wanted in the early stages of my grief? The answer? To feel connected; to not feel alone. Marnie on the Mend is where I share stories from the past, hopes for the future, and the adventure through grief that ties it all together. Also, my therapist said it was a good idea.
I currently live in Washington, D.C., with my husband. We hope to add a cat to our family one day soon.
What People Say
She writes well.Mary
I love it.Husband
Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.Dr. Seuss