I'm coming on board, too. Why? Because who wouldn't want to be on board with this amazing crew? And, I can't tread water that long.
So, you should know right off that I stink at talking about myself. It usually goes something like this:
Me: Well, um lets see. Oh. I'm a girl.
Other person: Yup. I can see that.
Me: I like to write stuff.
Other person: Why?
See, not the best, huh? But just for you all, I'll give it a try.
As you already know, I'm a girl, and I like to write stuff. Fantasy mostly because I do love me some magic. Everyone's life should have magic in it. It seasons all your experiences like cinnamon or garlic, but way better--and not together.
My favorite thing to write is YA because in my heart I'm a reckless nineteen-year-old with an eye for adventure and a splash of love. In my body, I'm a *mumbles something under breath* year-old mother of four who splats into bed way before a teenager would because I've chased kids and ideas around all day. But, I do have the love part. My hubby's a keeper.
Let's see, what else could I possibly torture you with? I mean, tell you about myself? I make up my own songs, none of which make any sense. I hate dishes, laundry, and cleaning toilets, and I adore not having to cook. Did I mention I have four kids? Yeah, the whole cleaning thing isn't working out for me.
Well, I'll stop now so you won't be afraid of this superb blog and come back for more.
Thanks for letting me on the ship.