Updated on 7/18/15

Currently, I've prepared all of the books due out this year for publication. I'm writing All That Glitters, a retelling of the fairy tales we all know and love. They are Others who've broken their Promise and now they must atone by fighting the Tauro Minelaus scourge in the Dark Ages. It's quite fun. I'll also likely start working on In the Time of Toba, Ancient Arena, and a few other series.

My favorite authors are Hermann Hesse, Robert Heinlein, Douglas Hofstadter, Ayn Rand, Douglas Adams, William Sleator, and Laurel K. Hamilton. Quite an eclectic mix, just like myself.

My quest for knowledge and novelty is never-ending. Each new day is an opportunity to learn, to grow, and to help someone. I have two daily tasks: to learn something new and to help at least one person.

I belly dance, I talk to myself, I do research on topics that interest me, I tell the thousands of voices in my head belonging to my characters to just shut up a minute, and I walk.

I do searches for the genres I love most. I use keywords about what I like most: vampires, polyamory, space operas, biographies, and more.

The first full-length story I ever wrote is The Black Tree. It's obviously been updated. It's also the beginning of my self-healing. That tale grew into The Cuil Effect project.

I write whenever the words build up in my head so entirely that they are spilling out of my orifices. My left hand will cramp and find a pen and paper to abuse for my delight. Often there's a scene that won't release me growing in my mind until it becomes my reality. I write to stop it from taking over my entire mind. The words flow out and I do not eat or sleep until it shrinks to a manageable level. I take the book with me everywhere, writing in cars, on buses, at work, in class; anywhere. I leave a reminder sentence or scene so that I remember where I was heading last and finally collapse into either the fridge or bed.

The first story I remember is The Tar Baby. It scared the loving daylights out of me when Br'er Rabbit got stuck to the tar baby. That's the scene that stuck out most to me and I believe it's influenced me ever since. Maybe that's why my characters have such a hard time and hate my guts.

Demian is my all-time favorite. The characters reminded me of me and my siblings; people set apart who thought they could see into the very souls of others. Hermann Hesse writes so beautifully about such unusual people-of course I'd love his writing.

Atlas Shrugged is another favorite. I appreciate the hard working and I saw myself in Cheyrl, the poor girl with big dreams. Sometimes reason was my only solution when times were difficult. I spent many years working in my emotions, dissecting then, finding the source value, and then correcting it as needed. Besides, don't we all sometimes wish we could run away to a place where everyone can stand on their own and is free to be all they are?

A Wrinkle in Time introduced me to tesseracts. It was a highly unusual and brilliant tale about an awkward girl becoming a true hero. Plus there's space and time travel. Can I be any happier?

Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid opened up new explorations into consciousness and what the word and experience of "I" is. Learning about the recursive nature of consciousness touched me as little else has. I'm sapiosexual so this book definitely turned my mind on big time.

Jamais Vu Papers was absolutely delightful to devour. It bucks conventional writing, expectations, and manages to make sense in a cosmic and, dare I say, even cuil way. It is fantastic nonsense, a fun, expansive exercise in creativity. I love its weirdness and it's Hitchhiker's Guide humor.

I enjoy reading erotica, biographies (mostly about Nikola Tesla), science fiction, polyamory if I can find it, and fantasy.

I have only a few now, but my fans are part of the reason I continue to publish. They value my journey, understand that I'm opening my heart and delving into my trauma and my hopes, and they are misfits. They are the forgotten, the cast out, the bruised, the healing. They are beautiful to me because they are raw and real and sensuous and striving every day to better their corner of the world. I think those that will most identify are the rejected of the world. I've always written characters that are rare, that are different, that are truly challenged. Those who may have given up, who sometimes wanted to die, who had to search and sort through everything they ever believed to find their peace. Or those who've learned to become friends with the monster within. Any fan of mine adores the unexpected, embraces the possibilities, and it is my goal to write for those who don't see their representation or likeness anywhere else in media. My fans mean I'm not alone in this gigantic expanding universe and that I can continue forward.