When I was seven, a school psychologist asked me to tell a story about a picture. I couldn't think of a way to make it about penguins, so I spun a sci-fi tale before I understood that sci-fi was a thing. The psychologist promptly declared that my brain was messed up in ways too bizarre to label (though she probably used more professional terms), and my elementary school declared that I could not learn. I've had a lot of stories rejected since then, but none quite as spectacularly as that first one.

I earned a bachelor's degree partly out of spite, majoring in creative writing when an impromptu move to Nebraska gave me the chance to study something with all the fun of sociology and none of the math. About halfway through my BFA program, I discovered that I like editing far more than writing, and that I could make a living as an editor. Turns out, people are less tetchy about me correcting their grammar when they're paying me to do it. Hunting dangling modifiers and typos is a small part of what I do as an editor, though. I'm Apex Publications' senior editor, and when I'm not doing that...well, I'm rarely not doing that.