So yes, it’s 11:00, which for some folks isn’t that late. For me, it’s hella late, especially since I need to get up in five hours. My brain is absolutely stuffed with anxiety. Brimming! I’m eating a sleeve (the whole goddamned thing) of Girls Scouts Thin Mints, typing away. For all ya’ll night owls out there, here’s a cookie . . . for those nagging thoughts.
Originally from the south side of Chicago, Gail currently lives in Maryland with three kiddos and a hubs. She writes young adult and adult fiction and has been known to go overboard with the cheesy snacks. She's got a lot of pet peeves, but the biggest one of all are jeans that cut off her circulation. Not a fun situation.
When she's not writing stories and talking to the characters that live in her head, Gail teaches composition, literature, and creative writing at the University of Maryland, College Park.
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