Meet the Author

I was born in 1981 in Wichita, Kansas – the home of the original Pizza Hut. Not that it matters to you unless you’re looking to meet a girl born in 1981 from the home of the original Pizza Hut.

I am an ENFP. I am a Leo. I grew up in Abilene, Texas. I am tall and I have very long fingers. I like most people. I believe in Karma. I can sort of play the piano. I can sort of speak Spanish. I like palindromes and the oxford comma and sometimes I feel like grammatical correctness is stodgy. I love my family. I am a bleeding heart for animals.

I believe in elegance of real mail. I close my eyes when I listen to classical music. I want to learn how to ride a horse. I have a scar on my finger where a parrot named Butterscotch bit me in Hawaii. I embrace happiness and joy and the present moment. I accidentally ran over a rabbit with my car in 1999. I still feel bad about it in 2010.

I buy lots of shoes, but I prefer to be barefoot. I like people who still believe in romance. I eat Chinese food on Christmas Eve. It is a family tradition that inspired an impressive collection of fortune cookie fortunes. I think trains and thunderstorms are romantic. I like traveling. Flash mobs make me tear up.

Whenever I play the game Monopoly, I am the thimble because it is the most true-to-size game piece. I got car sick in romantic Tuscany. I am afraid of sharks on any given day. I am super afraid of sharks during Shark Week. I believe human beings are inherently good.

I like to find patterns in numbers on the clock. I prefer forks to spoons. I think bookstores are charming. My favorite smell is bonfire. I almost died when I was 3. I choked on a purple Flintstones Dino vitamin.

I want to discover something undiscovered. I give money to street performers. I believe many good things in life defy logic, reason, and convenience. I enjoy reading the thesaurus. The word “thesaurus” reminds me of a dinosaur. I ask a lot of questions and prefer to get to know people deeply and quickly because time is short.

I want to meet artists, dreamers, writers, and optimists. People who want to have sleepovers, dance parties, or random adventures. People who defy norms, logic, gravity, and reality. Travelers. People who have strong feelings on the proper spelling of grey/gray and theater/theatre. People who use the word “pub” without seeming pretentious. Photographers and flamenco dancers. My mother in her previous life. Myself in the my future life. Anyone who knows a thing or two about the YKK zipper factory. Passionate people who talk the talk AND walk the walk. Random fact books. Communicators and connectors. Human playlists. Anyone up for a road trip to see the largest ball of twine, a palace made of corn and a water-tower in the shape of a very large peach. Gardeners. People who don’t leave distance between you when they give a hug. Dog people. Mariachis. People who still believe in the inherent goodness of the human spirit.

Basically, anyone who gives a damn.