Edie Eubanks-Fields has been assistant, organizer, parent, screamer, life arranger, bungler, pauper and scrounger. There was never an aspiration to be a writer, until she found herself in a writers' support group in small town Kentucky, and sat in secret amusement as other attendees oozed and sighed of lifelong yearnings to be writers. The "hey-maybe-I-am-a-writer" bug didn't really draw blood until after she wrote poetry, or edited it practically everyday for over a year. She discovered she loved the process, and, her writings. More surprisingly, she liked poetry, and the idea that she might be a writer-poet. Edie is from Chattanooga, Huntsville, Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, Sacramento, Campbellsville, Kentucky and Des Moines.