You wanna hear about me?
Well. . .
I’m kind of an odd person.
Like many authors, I’m a bookish girl who loves to read, and like many readers, I’m pretty quiet and shy.
I’m also a metalhead.
And I often shock people with my sassiness.
I like to think of my family as educated rednecks. I have some American southern roots. I like going to Nascar races, I’m a good shot with a rifle, and Jeff Foxworthy has always been a comedy staple of my family.
But I’m also an intellectual and an artist. I like going to the opera, I write poetry, and I can discuss philosophy, religion, and art for hours.
I’m an optimistic person—but I love dark stories. Tragic twists and philosophical ruminations on the evil of man are my bread and butter.
I’m a collection of different things, and I believe my writing reflects that. Most of my inspiration comes from the dark beauty found in metal music, and my sassiness often sneaks in-between my lines. The societies of academia and the South have shaped the perspective I write from. They’ve also taught me one of the most valuable lessons: that there is something to be learned from both. And while I love dark stories, it’s partly because I believe that by being honest about the suffering of life, we can find hope and beauty.
If abstract discussions about who I am doesn’t cut it for you, here’s something more concrete:
I was raised in the deep southern heat of Louisiana and Mississippi before moving to Texas for college. Currently, I’m getting my bachelors in Linguistics.
When I’m not writing, I enjoy rock climbing, listening to music, and convincing people that poetry is nothing to be afraid of.