A lot of people ask what I would be doing if I wasn't a writer, which is funny because I haven't been a writer very long. I've been lots of other things . . .

I waited tables in Georgetown, and worked for a speed cleaning service (I can still clean my whole house merrily in an hour). At different times, I've also been: a teacher, a reading specialist, an educational therapist, and a contemporary artist (you can see my paintings in the About section on the sidebar).

But the real question seems to be what else would I want to do if I wasn't writing. I considered the following jobs:

• Spokesperson for Diet Coke (I would excel at this one).
• Baker (pies of course).
• Photographer (this would require actually learning to shoot manual).
• Lion Tamer (but I can't forget about Roy – seriously).
• Member of Black Sabbath (haven't heard back).
• The Punisher (according to Facebook, he's my alter ego). 
• Undercover Cop (I can get out of the trunk of a car from the inside — a grossly underestimated skill).

But I think the winner would have to be . . . a ballerina. I mean, I have all the costumes already.