By day, Allyson is a scientist wrangler, working for The Man. By night, she is a fandom wrangler, working for free.

I also feel the phrase "East coast, West coast, and worldwide" should be in there somewhere.

Also the nephew.

Drabble:

Peer pressure was the driving force that kept my grandfather playing golf long after he stopped enjoying it, and the summer I was twelve he decided that I should suffer too. We spent hours at the driving range, whacking bucket after bucket of red-striped balls--hooking left, slicing right, and occasionally hitting straight ahead, always stopping to puzzle over which imagined cause led to what observed effect.

The pay-off came when he finally took me out on the golf course itself. He grumbled and swore his way around nine holes, and I got to drive the cart for three hours.

thinking novel, short story, any genre in particular

I'm thinking of a Quest in the least romantic setting possible, a corporate cubefarm. This notion is obviously designed to preemptively repel all buyers.

Allyson, make other people write your bio. In fact, use the one Cindy wrote, because it is brilliant. And congrats on the agent contacting you!

Cindy, the next time I have to supply a bio for anything, I'm going to beg you to write it for me, okay?

Wrod. and Gus, no more than mine!

Allyson should get bucks for her words. She needs bucks. We need words.

erikaj, I confess skipping. What is the shape of your unmercantile offering?

It will be a detective story...defective detective style, doubtless not to sell for lack of serial killers, miraculous recoveries, or twenty-two year-old nubile Quantico graduates with sapphire eyes.She does have a rather troubled past, so that might help, as might being patterned slightly after Ms. BNF herself, our Allyson. Because I got some grief one day, and punked out on it and afterward, I thought, "if I were like Allyson, I bet nobody would have said that. Not twice, anyway." So that's her name. Bet y'all didn't know Mary Sue is a profiler.

Go, erikaj.

I can not say anything about The Inside, because it will further damage my Buffistas Q-Rating. I do think we need a female investigator that Columbo would not date.

If it's "Dude! Rebecca's fucking twelve! wrod,(and quit bugging my house...it's completely an illegal tap, you feel me?) And as for your rating, I got your back, bunk. At her age, in law enforcement, she should be probably still giving tickets to jerkoffs who make sucking sounds as she walks to her motorbike.