About T. B. Markinson

Okay, so you want to know more about me.

Here’s the short, official version:

T.B. Markinson is an American writer, living in England. When she isn’t writing, she’s traveling the world, watching sports on the telly, visiting pubs, or reading. Not necessarily in that order.

And for the curious folks, here’s a more personalized version.

I realized early that life is short. Yet that didn’t stop me from wasting many years focusing on the negative instead of the positive. I spent way too much time studying in college instead of having fun. I regret that now.

In my mid-twenties, I found out I had Graves’ Disease, a treatable illness but one with no cure. After years of battling the illness, I went into remission, and there’s a possibility of lifelong remission.

Learning I had a disease that wanted to kill me put life into perspective. Slowly I started to make changes. I stopped driving my car and rode my bike or walked when possible. I went hiking more. Read more. I spent more time with friends going to dinner and to the movies. My life became peaceful. I felt wonderful.

Then I fell in love with someone I had let slip away six years before. My illness taught me not to have regrets, so I held on this time.

Why did I become a writer? Two reasons immediately pop into my mind.

First: My love of reading.

When I was a kid, I spent many blissful hours reading in my favorite rocking chair. This passion never vanished. Unfortunately, the rocking chair did. That hasn’t stopped me. I read everywhere. If you were at the post office today and saw a woman reading in line, that may have been me. I always have a book with me. If I don’t, I feel naked and incomplete. By the way, if you know where my rocking chair is, please let me know. I miss my old friend.

Second: Being diagnosed with Graves’ Disease may have been the best thing that’s ever happened to me. If it wasn’t for that, I may still be a person who has dreams but doesn’t chase them.

Seriously, you want to know more?

Here’s the gist. I was born in California and moved to Colorado when I was a teenager. Then I headed to Massachusetts to be with the love of my life when I was thirty. Eight years later, we moved to London, England. We have a cranky but lovable cat. We travel as often as possible, which means we eat a lot of rice and beans to save money. I don’t own a cell phone or a car. Sometimes I miss my phone, and I’ve been on the fence about reactivating my account. No one misses my driving, especially my better half.