Karen Vaughan lives in Peterborough Ontario with her husband Jim and a cat named JJ. She is the mom of a 25-year-old daughter and four grown step children and a 5 year old grandson named Izak who could very well be smarter than a fifth grader. DEAD COMIC STANDING is her second novel. Her first novel DEAD ON ARRIVAL garnered praise from friends, family and online gamers. She also enjoys doing crafts and other hobbies. Her third book and sequel to DEAD ON ARRIVAL is called OVER HER DEAD BODY. DAYTONA DEAD is the third in that series and was released in May 2013. Other than writing Karen loves to read, do crafts and play online games. Currently she hosts an internet radio show called WRITERS ROUND TABLE since January the 14th,. 2014. She has a quirky sense of humor and shows this in her mysteries and her side hobby of stand-up comedy. DEAD MEN DON’T SWING AND JAMAICA DEAD WERE PUBLISHED in January 2015.
Interests reading, writing, adult colouring, social media, radio host crafts, family time
Favorite Books stephanie plum series, the thornbirds, the stand, others too numerous to mention,hunger games trilogy, divergent trilogy
Favorite Authors Janet Evanovich, James Patterson, Jonathan Kellerman, Robin Carr
Favorite Movies Star wars -4-6, hunger games trilogy
Favorite TV Shows Big Bang theory, NCIS (all 3) Quantico, Chicago MED,fire and pd, castle, blue bloods, Hawaii 5-o and How to get away with murder
Favorite Music Classic 70s rock 60s motown, some modern county
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Finding yourself when you don't know where you are.
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