I’m a couch potato who does a lot of walking.

I’m an introvert who craves adulation.

I’m a control freak who doesn’t like being in charge.

I care more about what people think of me than I would like to admit, but I sometimes have blue hair anyway.

I’m a writer.

My ‘real’ job is as a University Complaints Officer, which isn’t nearly as stressful as it sounds, since I don’t have to actually investigate the complaints.  I just move all the information around and make sure things get done on time – and who doesn’t love a giant tracking spreadsheet?

I’ve written stories for as long as I can remember, though, and there are always one or two rattling around in my head.  I used to only produce quite short works, but I’ve also demonstrated to myself I can actually write a novel-length pieces of fiction (more than once!) so I’m apparently now also a novelist.

I have a wonderful husband who is very supportive of my writing, but who responds to things in a completely different way to me.  This turns out to be exceedingly useful, since he will always come up with questions about my writing that I haven’t considered.  Answering those questions invariably improves what I’ve written – after I’ve managed to get past my initial reaction of: “how on earth could you possibly think that?”

When I’m not working or writing, I read, I knit, I do a lot of walking, I bake (sugar free cookies!), I make a media review podcast with my husband, I post photo stories of my teddy bears’s adventures, and I write reviews of all the types of entertainment I consume.

Needless to say, my teddy bears are much more popular online than I am.