I need to do the same thing for my !@#$ business website. I feel like writing "Ginger has made a living writing and editing words in a row for 30 years. If she was bad at it, she'd be a Walmart greeter by now."

No shit. Nobody reads them all that often, either.

I hate writing bios. Mine are always completely lame. I usually wind up listing dumb jobs I've had, like a million other people.

We should probably all write each other's bio.

No Ginger should write everyone's bio. And we can all collaborate to writer hers.

Writing bios suck. My sympathies, erika.

Good luck, erika.

I'm still struggling along with making a synopsis. It's getting better, but still not there. Still too bullet-point-ish and not enough story-ish if you take my meaning.

I'm just glad to know I'm not the only person to feel like a dork when writing about her life.

Here's what I came up with...thanks again.

Ever since being born in Riverside, CA(her mother calls it "California's weirdest town,"even before that), in the early seventies, Erika Jahneke has done her best to chronicle the weird and wonderful about life as she sees it.Writer and blogger of both fiction and journalism(at least until that consultant slot at Leverage and Associates opens up), Erika writes about politics, pop culture, and why good people occasionally do bad things and sometimes get away with it.She lives in Phoenix, obsesses about Baltimore, and dreams of San Francisco. She is moderately hard at work on researching her first novel. For the third time. Also, attempting to master screenwriting software. Flames, love letters, and "Countdown" booking requests can be sent to ejahneke@yahoo.com, where they will be screened by her security Jack Russell. Spelling counts!

Sounds good to me, though I'm no expert in such things.

I'm still commuting through Twilight. I have to admit for a book that creates strong reactions both positive and negative, it sure is a disappointment. 16 chapters in and nothing really seems to have happened, characters don't develop, there's no real conflict, the only tension seems to be the male lead wants to eat (literally) the female lead but that's been beaten into the ground during their umpteen conversations that all sound the same.

There does seem to be a theme developing where I think the book is more clever than it actually is. At first I thought the male lead's perfection was because we're seeing him through the prism of the protagonist's obsession, but it's become apparent that he actually is perfect. At first I thought the protagonist's exaggerated clumsiness was probably her perception of herself rather that something real, but it appears to be literal. At first I thought when they talked about the protagonist attracting danger to herself that it was just jokey dialogue, but no attracting danger appears to be an actual supernatural power. Weird book.