It's the same old story, really: schooling, a degree, minor works published in minor publications. Not quite the same, I'd wager, are the the following random, biological factoids: I grew up in a farm house haunted by the spirit of my great grandfather. My current house is also haunted (a little girl this time around). I'm a member of Phi Beta Kappa. I review horror films. Besides South Dakota, I've lived in Montana and Wisconsin. For a time, I worked for Barnes & Noble (yes, it was awesome). In college, a strange twist of fate led to me having a nice conversation with Maya Angelou. I've sauntered around Walden Pond. I toured Berlin, West and East, prior to the wall coming down. In Mexico, I had occasion to lunch at the honest-to-God Hotel California (by the way...the mission and its bell are still there). Finally, during a visit to Las Vegas (there's always a Vegas story) I and my friends fled the city and spent the day pestering secuity personnel at Area 51. We didn't lose money gambling and also somehow managed to stay out of prison. It was a win-win kind of day.