I've been writing since I was eight. Some of it is published, to my continuing astonishment. I used to think I was heterosexual and monogamous, but I was wrong, or maybe I changed. I have tried several times to be a Christian, but finally gave up on that Procrustean bed and feel happier for it. I live in a chaotic household with my husband, his sweetie, and my sweetie, four cats, a lot of fish and some spiders and millipedes. The dragonfly on my icon is a chalk-fronted corporal, but we haven't any of those in the house, I am sorry to say. When I stop reading I'll probably be dead.