the morning’s introduction…

I’m Buffy and I grew up in way-back Appalachia – not exactly on Walton’s Mountain, but not far from it either. I came to the UK in 98 as a postgrad. Plan was to leave after a year. Plans change. If you look real hard you can find me in X and Y.

I used to study victimology. Offender profiling. All the stuff those CSI-type shows try to be. Worked around it. Hung out in the middle of it. And walked away from it because, why waste time doing something you loathe – or something that loathes you – when you could be doing something you love. Now I’m a struggling writer. Of a sort. I work part time for X because I like things like food and roofs. If it were up to me, and money grew on trees, I’d do nothing but read. And write. And eat Cheetos.

I was never a big contemporary fiction fan. Until last year. I had the opportunity to attend a lecture given by a certain British novelist. Picked up ‘On Beauty’ because I had to and ‘Atonement’ because I wanted to. Now, here I am…