Oct 10, 2015
Hey, thanks for stopping by to get to know me a little better… up close and personal.
Who is Helyn anyway? I’ve been asking myself that question for decades now. When I find out, I’ll let you know! 🙂 Seriously, though, isn’t it weird writing about yourself? Even though I am a writer by trade (one of my far too many trades), I find it somewhat narcissistic to write a bio. But here goes…
I was born in New York City and raised on Long Island. No, I don’t have a New York accent. I think I lost it somewhere in upstate New York, where I attended a small, private college on my way to becoming a large animal vet (horses were my greatest love). Got my AAS degree and stopped the higher education there. Life was way too interesting elsewhere…
I had a brief stint as a musician (guitar and vocals) after college and tiptoed around the 1980s punk rock music scene in Manhattan. That was interesting alright. But so not me. Shortly after, I was offered and accepted a job in Florida at the posh horse farm where I did my college internship. After being an assistant trainer to one of the “greats” of show jumping, I realized I would never make any money in the horse business at that particular echelon, so I dove into my second career of choice: hairstyling. That lasted for over 20 years, on and off. I had two of my own salons and I loved the business—and most of all the people I serviced. In between all of that I was a chiropractic office manager, a veterinary technician, a chemical water testing laboratory technician and a cancer research lab technician. Then I began writing, published two books of poetry and was suddenly caught up in the glamorous whirlwind of Hollywood as an aspiring screenwriter (among hundreds of thousands of other dreamers). I have five completed feature-length scripts that are still waiting to find their homes on the big screen. But alas, L.A. was not for me. I hate earthquakes and I’m a country girl at heart, dammit! So I moved back to Florida and took up freelance writing to pay the bills in between more hairstyling gigs.
But my love of the kitchen, stove, oven and all things culinary did not stop. I was enthralled with creating recipes and perfecting food on the plate. Fast forward to my son’s pre-teen years and I realized that we needed to make a change. I didn’t like the future that I saw on the horizon. Too much commercialism was seeping into our lives. I wanted the best for him, so I had taken a job at a private school in order for him to attend—free tuition for staff members’ children (career number 3,721 or so it seemed). I was a single parent by then and for most of his childhood. Anyway, at this very exclusive, private school, there were very exclusive, private students (a.k.a. wealthy). So now the game became; who has the best skateboard (ahem, can we say $160 for a skateboard?), who has the nicest iPod? ($70), the coolest skating shoes? ($90), the newest X-Box? ($250), whose parents drive the best cars? WHAT? Yes, it got that bad.
|my gorgeous son, all grown up!|
|“my” kitchen at the school|
|me and my man on the Appalachian Trail|
When I was two years old, I wanted to be a nurse. So that I could help people. I hope, in some small way, that I am fulfilling that childhood dream of helping others live a healthier, happier life by sharing my plant-strong recipes and nutritional education with my readers.