|Lydia Brown (viewer's left), laughing and pointing at Quentin Masten (viewer's right), who has a giant stretchy purple spiky ball wrapped all over their head. Photo by Lucas Vizeu.|
I have smashed my face into the FBI's property (in front of the Special Agent in Charge of the field office in question), written 20,000 words (of questionable quality and coherency) for a novella in five days, interrupted the moderator in a political campaign debate from the audience (while sitting in the front row and broadcasting on live TV), and driven on well-trafficked streets in predominantly white suburban neighborhoods with Pakistani Sufi music blasting and the windows rolled down (while strangers stare in all the awkwardness). I am prone to screaming in Arabic at strangers (especially when they cut me off in traffic) and chugging minty yum goodness hot chocolate at four am. My hobbies include running across streets while flailing my arms and screaming "ZOMBIIIEEESSSS!" (it's a social experiment, promise), making the lives of my characters suck epicly in my novels and roleplays (as my friends regularly make comparisons to George R.R. Martin), and stuffing my face alternately with pasta, tibs awaze firfir, phở, and saag paneer.
You can learn everything you need to know about me from this video. (Complete visual and audio transcription in the description.)
Contact me by email at firstname.lastname@example.org or by voice or text message at +1 (202) 618-0187.