Currently, she's trying to MURDER them both.
Her real name is Stephanie Marie (aka SM), but only family and people at work call her that. Friends call her Frankie.
She's currently working on several series, The Chronicles of Ri (YA Urban Fantasy), The Demon Talker Series (Adult Paranormal), and The Hands of Tarot (YA Steampunk).
You can find out more about her on her website, on Twitter and on her blog, The Crew.
One day...maybe before she's dead, she'll be published.
She has a lot of characters, so get ready.
I'm 15 and I'm a sleeping Keeper, whatever that means. I have really cool powers and I'm just now learning how to use them. WHOOP!
I'm currently having boy problems. I have these two
*ignores Mom calling* Anyway, we're working to save the--
*Mom's yelling gets really loud*
COMING! So, like I was saying--.
*Mom yells the word "NOW!"*
Yeah, okay. You'd think as a mc, I'd get more face time. Apparently not. Anyway, see ya!
*shocked look* Hey, it's my story! *giggle*
I'm 11 and Mom keeps wondering how in the world I grew up so fast. How else? I ate that green leafy icky stuff she keeps trying to feed me. I keep telling her that if she'd just stop that, I'd stop growing.
She's not really listening to me.
Anyway, boys are gross and I loooooooove making fun of Ri and her boy troubles. She's soooooo got cooties. *giggle*
Anyway, I have to go. *eye roll* Mom's calling. I forgot to do my math homework. I hate math. I loathe math. I despise math.
Yes, I just channeled my inner Mom. Tehehe.
I'm a magnet for chaos and baddies.
I love my job. I love helping people and working with people. Cases come to me when someone's dead, and I can't help them. But I can help those who have survived. That's a very good feeling.
Dexx and I are on the off again thing, which is okay with me. I've got my hands full with my daughter, Leah, and my adopted son, Bobby. I'm living with my grandmother, sister, brother-in-law and their three kids, and my two brats. *shakes head* (It's a VERY big house.) And I think my sister's prego...again! She's like a baby machine or something.
Anyway, I've been--
WHAT?! Dang it, Leah! What did I tell you about giving Bobby cheese? *wince* Ah crap. I gotta go. I think Bobby just vomited all over Leah. Ewwwww.
I come from a long line of tribal leaders. My father is the leader of the Arabian Air Tribe, and my mother is the leader of the Japanese Water Witches. Both of my parents taught me how to use this magnificent instrument I call a brain, and so I have lived a wonderful life in my short 16 years so far.
The Hands murdered my mother and tried to imprison my father. As Haji would say, I might be brilliant, but I'm equally passionate and lead with my heart more than my brain.
I'm still attempting to assess if this is a compliment or an insult. He is my best friend and dear chum, but he is not nearly as kind as he should be, I think.
It was a pleasure to meet you. Now, if you will excuse me, I think Paige has invited me to dine with her and Alma tonight in a strange place called Texas. I am...intrigued.
Until we meet again.