When I was a kid, I was painfully shy. I’ve mostly outgrown it, but I still hate talking about myself, so this is one of the hardest things I’ve ever written. I’m a lover of all things romance. The first time I felt the spark was watching the 1995 Pride and Prejudice with my mom. I’ve watched it more times than I can count. While watching, I’m usually cuddling with at least two fur babies. But it’s never easy. My dog will sit on my lap with the cat, so long as her whiskers don’t touch him. Cat whiskers are poisonous, so beware.

Traveling to wild places that also have public toilets and gift shops is my idea of a good time. I can often be found taking photographs, coming up with excuses not to clean, and feeding all the cats in the neighborhood.  

Two whole paragraphs about myself and no rash? It’s a miracle.