I am a reader. I love words and worlds and characters and, I will admit, that perfectly placed semi-colon. I love it when a sentence is so beautiful that I have to stop and re-read it several times because it is a nugget of truth written in a way I’d never thought before but is somehow the exact shade of right. I love characters who become real and worlds more vivid than my own. I love books, and I am a reader.
Which is also why I’m a writer and an English teacher. I teach sophomore English at a public high school, and sometimes I get very excited that they pay me to fan girl over books and authors and watch as one of my students falls in love with the written word – either for the first time or all over again with a new genre or author. I also sponsor the book club at our school, which means that once a month I get to sit around and discuss books (mostly YA) with teens. I really do love my job.
I live in Louisiana with my adorable husband and equally adorable but ridiculously spoiled bloodhound. I run marathons in order to stay at least partially sane. I love fall and football and rain. And books. Have I mentioned that I am ridiculously addicted to books?