Liz is a romance writer, fangirl, and fiery Latina who will read you for filth if you call her a fiery Latina. She is a Gemini Sun and Leo Rising, so she’s an inquisitive smartass who loves attention — basically she’s a human interrobang. Second chance romance is her favorite trope. She likes her heroes wounded and her heroines messy. When she is not reading romance, she is singing songs to her dog, watching superhero shows and performing pagan rituals.
Proudest accomplishment: She once wore a dress to a wedding that AOC later wore on RuPaul’s Drag Race.
Recurring nightmare: Realizing on the last day of school that she was registered for a class she never attended.
Useless superpower: Predicting very specific plot twists.
Meg strives to cultivate joy (and is sometimes successful). You might find her reviving perennials in her garden after a hard winter, or working sorcery with a complex pastry just because it pleases her. But, as sweet as that sounds, she’s definitely more of a Dorothy than a Rose. Forced proximity makes her hot, and she thrives on sussing out The Gay Shit TM in everything. When she’s not reading romance, she’s watching the same TV show for the zillionth time.
Go-to karaoke songs: “Warwick Avenue” by Duffy, “Rich Girl” by Hall & Oates, “Waking Up in Vegas” by Katy Perry (she’s not proud).
Past lives: Barber, writer, chocolatier, farmer, baker, software-maker.
In an alternate universe: She’s a sexy vampire. Or a sexy vampire slayer. Or both.
Make Out Already 