I write. A lot. I mostly write about kids. Specifically kids coasting through the urban underworld of gangs, graffiti, and grifters. I spin stories, made-up ones, about what might happen if those kids were called upon to become heroes. Sometimes it takes a delinquent to save the day.
When I’m not feverishly typing, I’m mainlining vast quantities of coffee, playing fetch with my toddler daughter, consuming copious hours of television, reading anything with a quirky turn of phrase, pinning pictures of birds, rotting buildings, and books on my burgeoning Pinterest page, and taking long walks on the sidewalk. I love interacting with readers of my stories. I love interacting with other writers of all stripes, genres, and experience. I am friendly to fault. It’s almost impossible to offend me (except h8rs–I don’t tolerate h8rs, yo).
Is Elizabeth your middle name?
No, Mary Elizabeth is my first name.
Are you a published author?
When can I read your book?
What’s your favorite chocolate treat?
Anything involving peanut butter.