GL Drummond

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She’s been fascinated by vampires since reading Bram Stoker’s novel, and by shapeshifters/were creatures since watching Nastassja Kinski in Cat People.

Word of warning: do NOT get her started on Wolverine. She tends to drool buckets because he’s ‘TEH AWESOMEST’.

Star Trek? She totally had a major crush on Spock – and later on Data.

Back in the days she actually watched TV (you know, before reality shows took over?), her favorite shows were Xena: Warrior Princess, Hercules, the Legendary Journeys, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Stargate SG-1/Atlantis and Star Trek: TNG, Voyager and Enterprise.

Two kids, a storm chasing life partner and a few furry individuals that rule the roost of their 65 year old, almost constantly in a state of improvement home keep her busy between obsessive writing jags.

She credits the lack of TV watching with finally embarking on a writing career, and collects dragons, books, sharp shiny things and boots.

Oh, and she actually knows where her towel is – most of the time.

Her main crosses to bear are a Dr Pepper addiction and finding jeans to fit her skinny butt that don’t crawl halfway up her calves when she sits down.

She totally dares to Nair and is ready for the zombocalypse, being a good shot with a 9mm and having a few of those previously mentioned sharp shiny things.

Afraid of heights, prone to mild panic attacks in crowded situations (which is a great survival skill for the zombocalypse) and not comfortable being the center of attention in social situations, she tends to overcompensate for a deep-seated shyness by blabbering like an idiot in company.

Her first job was as a McDonald’s clown; her last was as a ‘teacher’ (kid wrangler) in a home daycare. In between, she’s held customer service and retail management positions.

Now she’s a partner in a web hosting business, owns a publishing imprint and pursues her writing and CG art.

A born and bred Texan, she ain’t real likely to take no crap offa nobody and drives a Chevy. Tall, skinny and red-headed (thank you, Clairol!), she also tends to trip over both feet and tongue with alarming regularity.

In other words, she’s unique – just like everybody else.