Who are you?
I often find myself asking
that very question! Where to start? My name is
Wendy, but you probably know me as "Scarlett" as
Wait a minute . . . Why
Four years ago, when I
started surfing the world wide web, I needed a
screen name, so I chose "Scarlett" – as in
Scarlett O’Hara from "Gone with the Wind" – not
because I thought of myself as southern belle
(okay, maybe a little) but because I identified
so closely with her motto, "Tomorrow, after
all, is another day." There were many times
growing up that my mom called me "Scarlett" due
to my legendary procrastination – "I can do that
tomorrow!". I also like calling myself "Scarlett"
because she was from the South, and, well, so I
am. I’m very proud of my "Dixie" heritage!
Just recently, I discovered
that my real name, "Wendy", was created by J. M.
Barrie, the author of Peter Pan. I’ve
always wanted a literary name, so I was thrilled
with my discovery.
Call me Scarlett, or call me
Wendy – either is fine!
So who is Scarlett (aka
Let’s see . . . I’m in my
early thirties. I’m a Christian. My favorite
color is blue. I love bubble baths, romance
novels, and fried green tomatoes. I hate
laundry, rude drivers, and mayonnaise. I was a
cheerleader in high school, but I was also the
class valedictorian – just don’t tell anyone
that there were only 9 in our graduating class!
LOL! My favorite classic novel is Little
Women; my favorite musical is Les
Miserables. I used to be naturally blonde;
now I cheat. My favorite city is St. Augustine
in Florida. I like country music. I dislike
grocery shopping. I’m proud to be an American. I
have a younger sister who is very like me in
some ways and very unlike me in other ways.
And, I’m married to a
wonderful man named Jason who is my best friend
and soulmate. I’d like to say we were high
school sweethearts, but we weren’t, although we
did meet in ninth grade at a "Back to School"
Party. The theme was "Fifties", so the first
time Jason saw me I was wearing a poodle skirt
and saddle oxfords. He was the new kid, and I
thought he was kind of nerdy. On the other hand,
Jason did turn out to be cool to sit next to in
typing class because he always had paper and
correction ink, and I always had none. A year
later, after a basketball game one night, he
asked me for my phone number, but I didn’t give
it to him. (He found my number in the phone book
anyway.) The next year, I had a major crush on
him, but he was dating my then best friend. I,
therefore, started dating his best
friend. In high school, Jason and I went on
exactly one date together. After he "broke my
heart" (when he started dating my best friend),
I swore I would never go out with him again.
Never! I mean it!! However, out of the blue one
day during our freshman year of college, he
called and asked me out, and I said . . . Yes.
When my mom reminded me that I had sworn that I
would never go out with him again (Never! I mean
it!!), I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Free
meal, free movie, Mom!" (College has a way of
changing one’s perspective.) So, on February 8,
1992, we went on our 2nd first date.
During the movie, he held my hand, and, while
walking back to his truck after the movie, he
told me, "You know, it’s proper etiquette for
the girl to sit in the middle of the truck
seat." And that was when I knew. My parents
always sat up and waited for me, so, when I came
in that night, my mom asked, "How was your
date?" I replied, "I’m gonna marry him." On
April 8, 1995, I did.
We live in Tennessee in the
same town where we were both born and raised,
and, in April 2005, we’ll have been married for
10 years. We currently live in a house that we
are renovating room by room.
Besides our wedding, the two
other major events in our life have been the
birth of our daughter in 2000 and the birth of
our son in 2001. For a while, we didn’t think we
were able to have children, so I look at our
children as beautiful answers to prayer. Our son
is only 18 months younger than our daughter, so
I almost have my own set of almost-twins!
Jason works "swing shift" at
an electricity plant, and I worked in the human
resources department of a local community
college for 8 years before I was able to quit in
2001 to stay home with our children. Right now,
I’m a full-time "domestic engineer" and the
part-time secretary for our church. We also
enjoy working with teenagers, and Jason has been
our church’s youth group director for about
Jason and our children are my
life, and we manage to stay pretty busy with our
different family, church, and work
responsibilities. Together, we have a crazy,
beautiful life that I wouldn’t trade for
Okay, enough about you
already! What about Trixie?
Since you asked, Trixie is
the title character of the Trixie Belden
book series, a children’s mystery series created
by Julie Campbell in 1948. There are 39 books in
the series, and I have all of them except for #8
My daughter asked me what I
used to want for Christmas when I was a little
girl. I told her, "Trixie Belden books!" Growing
up, my favorite things were my Barbie dolls and
my Trixie Belden books. The very first Trixie I
read was The Gatehouse Mystery, and it’s
probably still my favorite. I can still remember
going to the Woolworth’s inside our mall and
heading for the shelf where the Trixie Belden
books were kept. Back then, new books sold for
$1.50. How exciting it was to get a brand new
Trixie! I had the cream oval editions. However,
our school library had about five of the
hardback editions with all the wonderful
pictures, and I checked them out all the time!
Wherever I was, I normally had a Trixie Belden
book with me, and all of my Trixie books are
well read, well loved, and well worn. I read in
the car, in restaurants, and with a flashlight
propped underneath my covers at night. Once, I
couldn’t bear to put my book down, so I took it
into the grocery store. While my mom shopped, I
trailed along behind her with my nose in my
book. It was probably Trixie Belden books that
started a lifelong love of reading for me, and
Trixie Belden became a part of my life in a way
that nothing else did. Whenever someone says
anything about poison ivy, I still interject,
"Leaflets three – let them be!". Among other
things, I also learned how to forge a signature,
tap on walls to see if there were hollow spaces,
and how important it is to be sure there are no
open sores in my mouth if I’m going to be
sucking poison out of a snakebite wound. I
wanted to be Trixie. I wanted to be a Bob-White
and go on trips with them, share meals at
Wimpy’s, attend meetings in their clubhouse.
And, *sigh* I wanted to be the recipient of fond
looks! All of my Trixie Belden books are
dog-eared on the Jim/Trixie moment pages. One
year for Christmas, my parents gave me a
bracelet that, to me, looked a little like an
identification bracelet, and I was completely
ecstatic! I wore it on my wrist every day and
pretended it came from Jim! Many of my books
have my name and Jim Frayne’s name scribbled all
inside the front and back covers.
You’re a Jim fan?
Oh, yes. However, I adore all
the Bob-Whites! There’s just something about Jim
Frayne. From the first moment that his green
eyes locked with Trixie’s blue eyes over that
dirty mattress, I was hooked. So, in case you’re
wondering, I’m a traditionalist when it comes to
the Bob-Whites’ pairings – I see Jim with Trixie,
Brian with Honey, and Mart with Diana. (That is
not to say, however, that their journeys will
always consist of blue skies and smooth sailing
. . .)
So what is Katje’s
Really, I guess I need to
first tell how I came to the world of Trixie
Belden fanfiction. In September 2003, I was on
the message board at a home organization site.
In one thread, someone asked what our favorite
books as a child had been. I, of course,
responded with Trixie Belden. Someone else then
asked if I knew that the books were being
published again? *gasp* No, I didn’t know!
However, just the thought of the books made me
want to re-read mine. That very night, I drove
over to my parents’ house, found my box of
Trixie Belden books in their garage, took them
home with me, and I haven’t been the same since.
I did an internet search for Trixie Belden and
found The Trixie Belden Homepage where there
were . . . new Trixie stories! (Cue the
"Hallelujah" chorus!) From there, I found
Jixemitri with even more new
Trixie stories! And, then I discovered the
message board where I met Trixie fans just like
me! Jason came home to find me practically
dancing on the ceiling! Those first few weeks, I
was like a zombie from staying up all night
reading all the wonderful fanfiction – but I was
a happy zombie!
I was always frustrated with
the way the series ended, so reading the fanfic
stories was so supremely gratifying to me!
Growing up, I made up all kinds of Trixie
stories and acted them out with my Barbie dolls.
The fanfic stories were like dreams coming true!
And, it was the re-reading of the books and
reading the fanfic stories that caused the
characters to become alive for me again. I began
to go to bed thinking about the characters, or,
as I drove down the road, I would imagine
stories the characters were telling me.
If my husband and my children
are my life, writing is my passion. I have
always loved writing. When I was seventeen years
old, in my journal, I listed 100 things that I
wanted to do before I died. Two of those things
were to write the great American novel and to
win the Pulitzer Prize. Neither is ever going to
happen, but writing makes me happy.
Like Mart, I love words. I
love arranging words to tell a story, and, as
you can see, I can ramble on and on endlessly.
From the very first Trixie fanfic story I ever
read, there has been a little voice inside my
head urging me, "Write a Trixie story."
For a while, the voice remained a whisper, and I
was quite content to read all the terrific
fanfic and simply keep my imagination to myself.
However, one day as I was getting ready to take
a shower, the voice in my head practically
screamed a line at me. I surrendered to the
voice and started writing.
Coincidentally, that line
turned out to be the first line of the first
story in "Katje’s Lighthouse".
As to why I’ve called this "Katje’s
Lighthouse", well, that’s sort of explained in
"Echo", the first story, so I won’t bore you
with the details. J
Suffice it to say that "Katje’s Lighthouse" is
my way of letting the characters live again. I
also felt that my "universe" needed to reflect a
little bit of me, and, since I love the ocean
and lighthouses, the "Katje’s Lighthouse" theme
just kind of seemed natural.
To paraphrase The Red
Trailer Mystery, dreams sometimes come true!
However, this wouldn’t have been possible
without the encouragement and support of some
terrific Trixie friends and without the awesome
generosity of GSDana. That’s all except - -
Thank you for visiting Katje’s
I hope you enjoy your stay,
and may you always have a beacon to light your