Hello there, I've been a career writer since I was eight years old and I had a fever dream with a cool costume and vaguely attractive voice and then my brain realized-- he's MY dream, so he's in my reach to turn real. So I did with some changes. At 22 I write in a professional capacity for a nonprofit in both technical and editorial style for experience. Yummy, yummy experience. But I always felt story was my true calling, I have novels in progress, even one particular project I feel could be worthy of publication. I mean, as a young adult lady, what can I do but dream? (And scrounge the Internet. I am glad to have joined on Halloween because my big project has helped me find my creep factor.