It is a long and complex sort of story, is the book of me. I write, I bellydance, I am a fiend for embroidery, and I love to knit. I am currently keeper to 3 ferrets--Bester, Eliot, and Isaac--and wish they would stop ignoring the litter box. (We miss you, Harlan and Magellan!) I work in the summer at the NYRF, and my housekeeping, my liver and my bank account have all suffered as a result. Like any good bellydancer, I have more hipscarves, veils, and performace costume pieces than I would ever have time or occasion to wear, and like any good Faire geek, I have more garb than normal clothes. I also have a hell of a lot of hats. Hopefully I'll be adding fire tools to my dancing gear repertoire in the forseeable future. I'm hot-tempered, but not bad-tempered, and if I'm yelling, it's cause I care. Because I just can't get enough of dorkdom, I also LARP. My characters are usually better and more expensively dressed than I am. (I swear I really do own enough normal clothes to get me through the week.)
