Okay, okay, I'll start this out. Well, I never thought that I would be doing this...I bet you never thought I would either, but I'll totally give it a go. Whoo!
As you all know, I've just published an LDS chick lit book called, 'Rules of Engagement.' I'm working on my second LDS chick lit (from a catty villain's POV from a single's ward), called, 'Meet Your Match.' And I have tons of others in the works, 'Prank Wars,' and the chilling horror, 'The Roommate.' Yeah, it gives me chills anyway. You can see all these blurbs on my website.
I'm also doing some screenplays...and maybe some plays in the future...and a few musicals. I've recently been asked to do 'Anastasia,' which should be interesting.
I have a band, 'We the Peeps.' And I write the lyrics and play rhythm guitar (thus the guitarbabe handle). We wouldn't sound that good if it wasn't for our lead guitarist. She's amazing. However, our violinist left on a mission to to to...aigh, I'll get back to you on that...some place in the east. But we DID manage to record a few of our songs, 'Desperate Coed,' 'WWFHE,' 'Intramural Sports Loser,' and 'Sitting on the Porch' to name a few. So, you can say we do a lot of parody.
I ALSO write science fiction and I'm busily working on trying to get those published as well (the names are up for change), but they're called, 'The Destroyer,' 'Legacy of the Lost' (I'm thinking of just calling it 'the Lost'), 'Only a Princess' (needs some rehashing), and my favorite (probably because I'm working on it right now), 'The Few,' which I'll really have to take past some writing groups because I really want it to be good.
As you all know, I'm strategizing ways of how to get these books out there. Hey, maybe this is just a small way of doing it, and I'll have you know I really appreciate your advice on the matter...even if I seem completely ignorant about it.
You know, this will actually be really fun being on this website. I just barely stopped writing for this magazine (I probably shouldn't give the particulars because that would make me a big fat gossipy pants...and maybe someday I'll want referrals, who knows?), but this might actually take the place of it. I knew there was some empty spot there. Ouch!
Anyway, my roommates are starting to call me names, so I'd better go to FHE. But thanks for letting me do this!