If you want to be a romance writer and a teacher, going through three years of law school, passing the bar, practicing for two years, and then deciding to pursue your passion probably isn't the most sane route. Nonetheless, here I am.
I'm an adjunct professor, a freelance writer, and am currently working on my third novel while pursuing publication of the first two. I'm way happier than I was practicing full-time. I'm also stuck with caviar tastes and a baloney budget.
I owe my soul to Sallie Mae, but my heart belongs to Freak. We're owned by a dog and two cats. I always wanted to be one of those old ladies with all the cats who ignores you to talk to the cats. I have to start somewhere.
Pursuit of the perfect hair day, Painting the world pink, Burying my house in yarn, Wrapping my family members in head-to-toe knitted ensembles, Declaring brunch the most important meal of the day, Establishing a refuge for homeless bath products, Locating the relaxation gene, Forming the committee to abolish housework, and making Auntie Mame mandatory reading for all Americans.