Brief Author Bio:

Raised by bison on the wild plains of the Albertan frontier, where she spent many happy years peacefully chewing cud and trampling infidels... Until the age of sixteen when she learned the truth of her heritage as the daughter of itinerant carnies. Determined to seek her destiny, she said a tearful goodbye to her herd and set out for the Big City(tm).

After several chilly nights, she realized that bison patties -- which comprised most of her worldly goods -- burned really really well, and she set up a successful trade exchanging them for empty cans from hobos. Soon she'd saved up enough cans to build a fine shack. Whereupon one of the hobos informed her that the cans could be exchanged for money (and explained what money was).

Now she lives in the questionable part of downtown with her spouse (who was raised by feral goats in the wilds of the New Jersey Pine Barrens -- it's a long story), and seventeen million cats. (Okay, four cats.) And they all do NaNo. Except for the cats, who just don't have the attention span for it.