by Valerie Mann
What you see is what you get with me. I can't fake nice. And I seriously hate bullies.
I read the ending of mystery stories before I start chapter one because I absolutely can't stand not knowing whodunnit. And I'm usually too stupid to figure it out.
I love cloudy, dreary days. Too many sunny days in a row is irritating. Hence, living in Florida was torture for me.
I kick major butt at any trivia game. A guy proposed to me after I beat him at Trivial Pursuit. My mother-in-law got mad at me for not auditioning for Jeopardy one time. And I think smart is sexy.
My feet look like Fred Flintstone's. You can ask my husband, he reminds me of this fact quite regularly. And after walking for days at RT, they are very FLAT Fred Flintstone feet. Ouch.
I have so many unfinished stories, I've pissed off my author friends badly over it. They don't want to hear it when I say I have another story brewing in my head. You guys know who you are.
I never knew I liked cats until I got the coolest feline who ever walked the planet. I'm not lying and don't try to convince me your cat is better. You so won't win.
I like hard rock music, but I only play classical music on the piano. However, the classical music I play is pretty heavy stuff so I guess that makes sense.
I like anchovies, liverwurst and brussels sprouts. But not at the same time.
I just started another story yesterday. Did I tell you I have a lot of unfinished stories?
If you still think I'm worth knowing, you can find me at www.ValerieMann.com or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org