About Darcy

Darcy was born a middle child to a middle-class family in a small New England town, so most of her formative years she felt like she was missing something.  Like most middle children (it’s a real thing) she has had her share of hard knocks.

As a pre-teen Darcy started her own newspaper (now defunct) where she reported on the goings-on in the family and in the neighborhood.  Her truthful news was not well received and she was told to “mind your own business.”

Surely the hardest knock came when Darcy lost her best friend, who was hit by a car at the age of 13.  From this time until adulthood, all of her best friends were male.  It is because of this intimacy (strictly platonic) that she can clearly write from a male perspective.

Her dad was a bad-ass and a walking encyclopedia—certainly one of the most well-read people this Earth has ever known.  Of his sparse compliments his kindest was when he said, “You have a gift.  You should keep writing.”

So, Darcy never stopped writing.  She wrote everything from favorite quotes, hers and other peoples’ (there was an awesome board of quotes on the wall in college), to journals, to three or four chapters of novels that never went any further.  Most of her writing will probably remain in the notebooks in which they were written.

In college, Darcy studied English and Journalism and learned the hard way, after three years of college, that being a journalist was not what she wanted to do with the rest of her life.  This was a hard knock, but she went on to graduate with a BA in English Literature, with an emphasis in Shakespeare and a minor in Journalism.  To this day, “The Riverside Shakespeare” holds a place of honor in Darcy’s home, right up there with the Irish Bible.

After the early death of her mother, the second hardest knock, Darcy took up mountain biking which she loved until she dislocated her arm and was carried off a mountain on a board.  The rest of the weekend she held celebrity status in a small Vermont town. (Just for kicks, try pulling on a pair of jeans with one arm.  Don’t cheat.)

Darcy worked for other people in the corporate world for many years.  This is boring.

Usually a terrific letter-writer, (usually because when job hunting she loses this ability completely) Darcy is able to beautifully convey deep meaning or hand someone their ass.  A dear friend considered starting a greeting card company with Darcy, but at that time greeting cards started to be taken over by e-cards…so that remained a nice idea.

Darcy left the corporate world to be a stay-at-home mom.  This is truly the hardest job anyone can ever do.  This job is horribly undervalued considering how necessary it is.  Darcy’s best advice to new moms: “Do not worry if you are doing things the right way.  Do it with love and it will be done correctly.”

Darcy radiates positive energy and enthusiasm. She is fiercely loyal to her closest group of friends, some of whom she doesn’t see her for months, but they know they can call her anytime and it’s like they never parted.

Her love of Yoga and subsequent spirituality help her realize she wasn’t missing anything (as mentioned earlier), but instead had a deeper calling, a truth if you will.  Is it writing?  She believes it is.  Yogis get this. 

You know Darcy loves you when she bakes for you or sends you a hand-written greeting card.

Darcy lives with with her husband and two kids in upstate New York where she’s a horse show mom, soccer photographer and resident blackjack dealer—who recently mastered refraining from smiling when she says, “dealer wins.” 

Darcy spent a lot of time writing Colán and Máire and she thinks it is quite special.  She hopes that you will like it, too.