For P.J. Manney, life was a song, and the classically trained teenager sang it.
Manney had designs on gracing Broadway until fate sucker-punched her in the nose.
And, just like that, Manney was forced to sing a different tune.
Rather than Broadway, she found her way to Hollywood, writing scripts about warrior princesses and mighty men.
Perhaps Xena and Hercules ring a bell.
Yet, Manney really hit her stride when she began penning her series of dystopian sci-fi novels that belie an uncertain past where learning and attention differences seemingly threatened to bring the curtain down on her soaring promise.