what I'd look like as a paper person:
Also find me at:
twitter <-- babble and assorted nonsense facebook <-- for status updates and news flickr <-- for the pretty! She Writes <-- lady-writers' hang out Goodreads <--book chatter! tumblr <-- for random sharing fun!
or email: laura.rae.amos (at) gmail (dot) com
Laura Rae Amos writes kooky and emotional relationship dramas (about people who do questionable things in bathrooms), stories that are often tragic, usually witty, sometimes poignant, and a little bit crass.
also = wife // mommy // Michigan-native, metro D.C. transplant // occasional photographer // not really much of a musician anymore // "the quiet girl" // Buddy's Pizza // tree-hugging hippie // B.A. English, Creative Writing // cosmopolitans // defectively shy and kind of antisocial // shamefully dorky Sims 2 habit // caffeine junkie
reading: The Unnamed by Joshua Ferris // watching: Love and Other Drugs // thinking about: OMG, back to school! // reading: The Naked Gardener by L. B. Gschwandtner // eating: less sugar... or should be // watching: Torchwood: Miracle Day // listening to: "Someone Like You" by Adele // playing: "If I Die Young" by the Band Perry
to date, 3 keyboards have died to produce these stories
keyboard #1: death by coffee, knocked over by child carrying a broomstick // keyboard #2: death by ice water, my fault // keyboard #3: gravely ill, arrow keys ceasing to function, which makes editing a bitch - declared terminal, will euthanize soon.
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