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What you need to know about me: I’m bad at introducing myself. Guessing which categories of information and how much will be right for my audience and neither too much nor too little is really hard.

I write stories? That might be obvious. I say my main genre is historical fiction, although every time I do, I start a new story in a different genre — usually contemporary nonfiction, because it’s something about my life, or fantasy, but sometimes also not. And whenever I try to say medieval historical fiction, because that’s really what I like best, I get an overmastering idea for something in the 1920’s, say (which just happened) (and I don’t even really like the 1920’s). I do like the obscure periods best, which means I’ve been known to ramble on enthusiastically about some part of daily life in C0nversion-Era England without realizing my audience had no idea England existed before Alfred the Great (who was a great guy himself, and I will ramble on about things related to him, if you like). So far I think all of them have been in some part of the country we now call England. I take that back. The first one was in America during our Civil War. I do hate it sometimes when things defy categorization.

I like Chesterton, and Tolkien, and Dorothy Sayers, and Suzannah Rowntree, and obscure medieval anonymous authours, but I’ll read mostly anything we’ve got in our house, which considering the tastes of those who came before me in compiling our library, means I’ve kind of got a miscellaneous reading list. And sometimes of an evening I’ll get together with my sister and we read Dr Seuss and do all the voices (“You’ll learn all about Jake the Pillow Snake, and Foo-Foo the Snoo” — educating people about weird things they didn’t know exist is kind of what I do, and sometimes it feels just that weird).

I am not musical in the least, though I like listening to classical music and older (and somehow ended up working for the orchestra my sister’s in) and can’t draw people to save my life, though I toyed with that and with clay-sculpting when I was a lot younger, and let’s see. . . what other art forms can I not do? Acting, I suppose. Kind of got a conscientious objection to that.

I live in the middle of nowhere, a mile and a half by road from the nearest paved one and ten miles from the nearest town, and I’m a senior liberal arts major, and I’m twenty years old but no one ever remembers it, including myself, and an INTP. I do early medieval living-history and can easily go on for hours about that too. . .

I kind of don’t live in the middle of nowhere any more, I guess, because I can say I’m from the Shire of Avonwood in the Kingdom of Northshield. Someone said something once about giving things a local habitation and a name, and that part of it is still new and shiny.

If there’s something you’re dying to know which I completely left out, or something I mentioned which you want more detail on, feel free to ask.