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Margaret M. LeNois currently resides in New Jersey with her 2 small dogs, Michael and Josephine, and her cockatoo, Paco.  Ms. LeNois is a published and accomplished writer of psycho-thrillers, having majored in Psychology; a pleasure, and quiver in Deviant Behavior; and with a delightful emphasis on mass murderers.  She is a current member of the Red Hat Society, the National Organization of Sisters in Crime, SinC, Writer’s Guild of America, West, Inc., and the National Association of Writers.  Both Cremator’s Revenge and Don’t Go Alone! are registered with Writer’s Guild of America, and now there are discussions happening with a movie producer for a film about Street People taken from Cremator’s Revenge.

How does one go about writing such a dramatic and real story about the homeless and Street People of Daytona Beach, Florida?  It is not your normal mindset—it is if you are named Margaret M. LeNois, stringer journalist for the Flagler-Daytona News Journal and part owner of a breakfast/lunch diner where your mother fed the hungry and poor.  We ended up going on Thursday nights and taking all the food in our big refrigerators at the restaurant and going down to the church to feed anyone and everyone who needed to eat.  What a trip that was, but I got so into each story of how they ended up in the predicament that they were in, and how does someone get that far down the totem pole in our society.  I gathered up my recording machine, bought a load of recording tapes and I was making appointments to sit in the church cafeteria, listening to these terrific people.  And they always kept their appointments if they smoked cigarettes because they knew I would fork over some to them.  And so started my life in the streets.

I began hanging around them, but to truly go onto the streets, I was to wear the worst clothes I could find and carry no identification of any kind; no jewelry, little make-up, very small amounts of money.  Needless to say, I learned a lot.  I learned to beg for money from people on the beach, I learned to share everything I found, and I learned to scam and lie to people.  I also learned not to sleep without my shoes on or someone would steal them; I learned to be sure and scrub my hair and body in order to not get lice and Scabbies; and I learned to get up before dawn broke and go to bed as soon as it got dark.  I had no idea what I would do with all of this inside knowledge- until my book idea came to me.